That'll do nicely. She strolls over, turning her Garment into a dark purple bikini with a hole for her tails as she goes. She sets her purse on the ledge and sinks in with a happy sigh.

"Inkborn are tropes as much as we are people. Each of us apparently becomes the embodiment of some fictional archetype when we Awaken, and that skews everything about us. It's always something related to who we already were, I think? Sort of a 'make you more of what you already are' kinda thing."

Huh.

She blushes slightly. "I see, I think. What if it's - taken? Hold on, I need a minute to change mine..."

"I think there are few enough of us that it mostly doesn't happen, and we wind up adjusting to something else that fits close enough and isn't taken if it can't be helped?"

She hums thoughtfully. "There's a lot of unclaimed territory in archetype space, feels like."

She nods, but focuses on her Mothergifts, eventually changing her garment into a blue one-piece with vague wave patterning.

She tests the water's temperature with her tail tip, then slowly sinks in, oddly shaped feet first.

"At least this is still nice. Hot tub. Feels weird to try to take it easy."

Sable nods and sighs contentedly. And that flush is definitely just from the hot water, it doesn't have anything to do with the pretty housemate she certainly doesn't have a crush on wearing a swimsuit. Nope.

"Yeah. Slowing down isn't always very easy for me. Harder than it used to be, even. It's worth it, though. There's a saying: Rest is a weapon. We gotta take care of ourselves before we can go to war against the bigger problems. That was always a struggle for me, honestly."

"If you've got time to lean you've got time to clean, I got told."

...She experimentally pulls one hand out of the water and glares at it. The moisture collects at her fingertips and she flicks it away.

Nodding decisively, she dunks her whole head underwater in the smallish pool, splashing, and holds it there for a few seconds. Before coming back up flushed and squinting.

"Ahhh! Damn. I need to go like... Find someone who's attracted to mimis and blow off some steam."

Nope, that blush is not disguisable as hot-spring-induced, Sable's definitely blushing.

"Um. And if I said you'd already found one?"

"Oh? Oh!"

She feels warmth blossom inside her, embarrassment and excitement.

...In the space between heartbeats she has an Idea. Trying to keep a relatively straight face she says,

"You don't mean... Abyssia?"

"No, I do not have any reason to suspect Abyssia of an enormous crush on you."

She nods and blushes more. "...'S a joke. Sorry. Um." She pouts, thinking. "Well I should tell you, my old friends were... Really casual about, um, that stuff? In case that bothers you or anything."

She grins sheepishly, still blushing. "S'okay, I don't mind casual. Doubt 'm gonna start liking you any less anytime soon, mind, but 'm also pretty sure I'm not fully compatible with monoamory in the first place, so casual works."

"Heeeeee I should probably come over there and kiss you. You're so - cheerful and fun to be near. Still though, I meant, uh, we were kind of all fucking. And I'd want to get to that sooner more than later, with you."

"I did rather suspect you meant that," she says with a giggle and a grin. And then her tails dart forward and scoop 'round Lenora from behind, pulling her into Sable's lap. "And if you're gonna keep brandishing that dangerously pretty smile at me and talking about kissing and fucking then I'm gonna take you up on it."

And she leans in, pressing her lips to Lenora's in a sweet kiss.

Heee. A kiss! She presses hard into the kiss and brings her arms up to hug Sable tightly. After the kiss breaks,

"As long as you're aware! Nice move. I'm just imagining what those tails can do in bed. My tail too if I can control it for that matter..."

Mmmm, kiss~

"Hee, glad you like it. And I bet you can! With mine, I'm pretty sure I can do..."

One tail wraps around each of Lenora's ankles, and the third tightens around her waist.

"That~."

She squirms slightly. "Yeah, that could be fun." Quick peck of a kiss. On the lips, then on her neck. "Proooobably we shouldn't get too worked up right now though. Don't want to abandon Bys. Just kissing."

Ooh, neck kiss gets a little wriggle, and she squeezes Lenora a little tighter.

"Mmmhm~, just two smol hotties kissing in a hot spring while they wait for their housemate to be done sparring."

She leans forward and pecks a trail of tiny kisses along her cheek and jaw.

Mmmmmmh. It's going to be annoying to cool off when Bys shows up. But that's a problem for Future Lenora.

She kisses back. And lets her hands wander and trace nice little paths too. It's not like they're wearing a whole lot...

At least they'll have the the delay of however long it takes for Bys to find them. And oooh, no they aren't. Her hands roam from Lenora's back, down to her waist, then one cups her ass and the other tangles up in her hair. Mmmmmm~~

Still being in the hot spring makes making out a new and different experience.

She moves to displace Sable's bikini top and start fondling and licking at her boobs, panting and making small happy moans.

Mmmmm, Lenora's got a very good idea, that's a great way to get some happy wriggling and moaning out of Sable. She arches her back and then starts pecking little kisses along the top of Lenora's head, then oooh, what if she tries kissing along the edge of one of these lovely ears?

This makes her a bit more twitchy at first, and then more relaxed! She even makes a 'mew' sort of noise in surprise.

The breast assault shall continue, one hand assisting her mouth and the other caressing Sable's leg.

Well, if she wanted a blushing, wriggling, squirming Sable, moaning softly in her ears as she kisses and nips and licks along the edges, that's a really great way to get one. <3

That's really nice. She can feel Sable's breath on her ear and her happy noises going right into her head, telling her she's doing a good job here. This seems like a happy state to continue in for a while. Mmmmnnngh, she kind of wants to be touched more, but they're still sorta-kinda in public.

Public? What's this "public" thing? All Sable can think about right now is that she's in a secluded hot spring with a very pretty mousegirl she's got an enormous crush on. How about she starts pulling the straps of that one piece off Lenora's shoulders while she keeps up the kissing and nibbling?