Once in the village, Omera welcomed them and led them to the village bathhouse. In the middle of the hut was a large steaming washtub that could hold at least 8 adults. The remains of a fire glowed under the tub. "Here you can clean yourself up. I'll take care of your clothes and bring you new ones. "

The tub had a staircase on two sides that you could use to enter it. Cara went behind the tub and undressed. Then she stepped into the milky white-turquoise, pleasantly warm water. It was only a brief moment that she brushed his field of vision, but Din enjoyed him very much. Din sat on a bench at the edge of the hut. A child brought the clothes for the two of them and quickly left the hut.

Cara closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of warmth caressing her. Her feet become warm again and her whole body relaxed.

A movement of the water tore her from this complete relaxation. Din was now sitting on the other side of the tub. He was just enjoying how free his body felt. How good it feels. But then Cara laughed out loud, the sight of his bare shoulders and the bescar helmet over them were too much for her, it was just absurd. Anger rose in Din. "The Codex." Two words and it wasn't the words, but how Din said them. A blow could not have hit her harder. Cara fell silent immediately. She looked at the warrior in front of her. "You know that I don't question your way." Her muscles tensed, her gaze remained fixed on him. Cara's jaw was pressed tightly together.

Din let out a heavy breath and drooped his head. His shoulders slumped. He doesn't pay attention to Cara, he was trapped in his own thoughts. How much he would like to take off his helmet and slide his head into the warm water. How long had he not had that feeling? Cara looked at him and relaxed again. Sometimes he had to hate not being able to take off his helmet.

She submerge one last time and enjoyed the feeling of warmth and freedom around her body. Then she got out of the tub. Din kept his head bowed.

Behind Dins back she pulled on the dress that was ready for her. A dress, what was Omera thinking of giving her a dress? Din came back to reality and noticed that Cara had got out of the tub. A disappointed flicker passed over his face. He would have liked to see her get out. "Already finished?" came it from Din. "Yes, you will have some privacy soon." Din couldn't believe that she left this warm bath early for him, but even if she left him alone, others could come. "Thank you, but it's too unsafe." Cara understood what he meant. "I'll stay in front of the door and stand guard, I'm a professional at that." Din smirked and nodded.

When he heard the door close, he turned back to make sure he was alone. Then he took off his helmet and plunged into the warm water with relish. A pleasant hum left his throat. Din couldn't have been more satisfied at that moment. He didn't want to keep her waiting too long, but he was enjoying every second of it.

"Thank you" Mando stepped through the door next to her in Omera's clothes. He was wearing linen pants and a dark sweater. He had got pants - thought Cara. Din noticed how she absently tugged at her dress. "No armor, but a good alternative." The bathroom must have actually relaxed him, he was never so direct. Cara smiled sullenly "And where should I put my blaster?"