"Firm table and bottled water. Drinks and bed later." He beckons her along to her assigned room. He'd had a massage table brought to it, and there were a supply of fresh towels and oils as well. He nodded towards the bathroom at the other end of her quarters. "Rinse off and then lay face-down. I'm going to see what I can do about the wringer you put yourself through today." For his part, he takes off his jacket and hangs it up, leaving himself in just a modest tank-top and shorts. He busies himself putting a couple towels into a heater.
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