The idea of a bath was not a bad one. A good, hot soak might loosen up the muscles in his back that had tightened up after the stressful day. He had half a mind to let Dempsey keep his misconception. There wasn't much need to mix business with pleasure. The bath, with company, would certainly be more pleasurable. "Not a bad idea." He hummed out, but his tone was distracted and he didn't make any motions to get up either. He was already starting to feel more pleasantly relaxed as it was, so he was in no rush. This was that domestic thing Don Juan always scoffed at, which made him smile to himself.