Iona giggled as Sol shook his head and turned her face away from the water droplets. She looked back up at him.
"Ok, I'll be back in a little bit." She said. "I'm going to freshen up."
She picked up her backpack and headed out of the house to the near by stream. Iona made sure that their northward path stayed close to water sources. She enjoyed bathing in the cold, wild, refreshing waters of the outdoors. Slipping behind a grove of trees and bushes she glanced back at the house making sure he was still inside. It wasn't the she didn't trust him, she just felt strange taking a bath around a man... who was still mostly a stranger. Shaking her head, Iona hanged her backpack on a branch and stripped. She waded into stream, tensing as the fridged water inched up her body. Finally she submersed herself fully to get used to the temperature. Iona stayed under for as long as she could, then broke the surface of the water and gasped for breath, both from holding her breath and the cold. She bathed quickly and got out about ten minutes after she had gotten in. Drying off, she slipped her clothes back on and grabbed her backpack to head back to the house and see if Sol was ready.