Any time she has a new experience, hope kindles in her heart that not everything in the word is sorted. Years are long, people have proven to be the same tired lot. There are still marvels and discoveries. Simple and still amazing. The swan spewing the water is a curious decor choice. Perhaps no man could properly sculpt a fish. And what fish would have such a long, curved neck? The real treasure is the convenience.

"A child could do it." Which is usually not typical of new inventions. "I'd much prefer a bath to a stall. It's a luxury after all." Chances are when word gets around so many other wealthy cities and townships will want to have their own copper pipes and contraptions. Her own fingers reach to swirl the water. Now it is much more bearable. The water is still rising. The bath will be ready before they are.

The words are so simple from him. He has a gift with words, it's true. Plainly speaking reaches her the most. Yennefer smiles softly, looking to his face. "I would do it again happily. Thank you for trusting me. I can't imagine stomaching his behavior alone. You're spirited and clever, I know you could." But he chose to invite her. She was wanted.

"I could wash your hair this time if you like." The full array of soaps, salts and oils all in one place. It's truly ingenious. The masons are going to be very busy and rich.