[ His surprise has not upset her. She worries, instead, that she has upset him. Alkaid has always been aware she is very forward and upfront on wishing to be intimate with him. In her mind it remains a clash of cultures; a clash she desperately does not want to happen. She would much rather fix any sort of mistake and act as is comfortable for him than have him struggle more with desires and propriety. Hopefully it is the worry of upset that truly comes through her expression when her gaze moves back to his once his hand touches her arm.

Alkaid does as he requests the moment she hears the tone in his voice. This time she lowers herself slowly into the water, sitting in front of him, hands at her legs. Her fingers begin to twist one another in their usual way when she is uncertain or nervous. ]

I did not mean to cause alarm or any sort of upset. I should have been clearer with what I meant... [ Her eyes close and her ears fold to her head once more. Their ideas of sharing a bath had clearly been different. In truth, it is a simple misunderstanding. She simply is sensitive to anything that may cause him further upset in this moment. He may not verbalize how deep his longing must be, but she does not wish to add any other negative emotions to that this night--or any night. ] I did not mean to offend, I'm sorry.

[ Still, he has a desire of her, and Alkaid would see that his desires in all forms are met. She swallows the emotions of fear and worry before raising her eyes to him. The timid smile returns once more, not wishing to act in a way that is sudden or jarring for him. ]

How would you have me sit so you might care for me? Do you need me to turn around, sit closer or further away?