[ Thancred laughs, not at all unaccustomed to this sort of interest and attention, though it has been quite some time. It feels like slipping into a different skin to even address it, if he's honest. ]

It certainly was. Thankfully it didn't last too long, but I did have to endure some teasing for my trouble.

[ The question that follows is a probing one, an attempt to get a sense of how in control of himself he is in most cases. Or that's how it feels to him, at least. This woman may have no intentions beyond making idle conversation as they both enjoy the baths. ]

Very well, I would like to think. [ Thancred's not going to talk about how often he's been drunk under the table in the past. In most cases, he was at a severe disadvantage, taking physical builds into account. He sighs and tilts his head back, resting his neck against the edge of the pool. ] There's something about being overheated that makes the alcohol hit that much faster, however.