The next few days were all basically the same. They woke up, ate, trained, ate again, trained again, ate again, and went to sleep. Krystal had him focus entirely on melee fighting and shooting fireballs. It was better to get him to do a few things great than a lot of things poorly and she could teach him the other powers after the battle, assuming he didn't leave immediately after getting his ship fixed.

While Fox trained by himself, Krystal looked over the battle plans. It would start as a simple raid. Afterward, they'd decide if they'd withdraw before the foe could mount a successful counterattack or finish the foe off. The latter would yield the parts Fox needed, but ran the risk of depleting her people's forces.

Krystal returned to Fox and noticed he had worked up a sweat. His odor had built up the last few days and he needed to bathe soon. The last thing they needed was his smell giving away their positions well before they could mount an attack.

There was something off about his scent, though.

"That's enough training for now." she told him, "Please follow me."

Fox stopped firing at targets and followed her to a part of the village he hadn't been to before. Inside the building she led him to was a large bath. The single chamber was lit by glowing crystals and sunlight flowing in through a glass roof. Fresh water flowed into the bath from a small stone waterway. Soaps were placed in a small wooden bowl by the edge of the water and towels were neatly folded on a nearby stone slab.

"Feel free to use this bath." she told him as she turned around to leave, "I'll return with fresh clothes."

As soon as Krystal left, Fox undressed and climbed into the bath. The water was cold, but tolerable. He grabbed a soap and began washing his fur. When he had washed the soap out of his face, he opened his eyes and was startled to find Krystal placing some clothes on a stone slab.

"Nothing I haven't seen before." Krystal said, noticing his sudden feelings of embarrassment.

"Can I get some privacy?" Fox asked.

"You don't need someone to get those hard-to-reach places?" she asked as she picked up his dirty clothes. Fox couldn't tell if she was joking or serious. Given he knew almost nothing about her people, co-ed bathing might not be too unusual for them. Or it could be even more taboo than in the Lylat System.

Krystal struggled to hold in her laughter when she saw how red his face became.

Krystal gave him his requested privacy and waited another five minutes before Fox had gotten out and dried off. He then put on his new loincloth and sandals and walked out.

"Let's hope I don't have to train on a windy day." Fox told her.

"Something you're trying to hide?" Krystal asked.

"Something nobody needs to see." Fox explained as they walked back to the training grounds. Krystal watched as Fox worked on his melee strikes until it was almost dusk. After a quick meal, they returned to Krystal's home.

"Please tell me you're hiding another bed somewhere."

"I only needed one bed." Krystal told him, "Besides, we both know all we're going to do is sleep."

Fox looked at her and instantly knew there were no alternatives. There was only one bed and neither was sleeping on the ground or staying awake all night.

"What's the big deal?" Krystal asked, "Neither of us are in the mood for anything else."

"I'm afraid I might get a... certain kind of dream." Fox confessed, "My clothes were fairly good at hiding the evidence."

"I don't care about that." Krystal sternly told him, "We both need sleep and I'm not going to allow my guest to sleep on the floor."

Fox knew better than to resist. No matter how good he got, she was far more experienced with staff combat than him. She was going to get him in her bed, even if she had to break his knees to keep him from leaving. He sighed in defeat and crawled into bed. This was going to be an awkward night.