I don't think you're gonna find that kind of experience here.

[She says it around a sigh, sinking lower into the bright heat of the water-- still unconvinced that one can get truly clean without the use of a sonic, but it feels good. Feeling good is worth a whole lot more.

Her eyes slink sly and sideways toward the other girl.]

No icicle weirdos to get hot and heavy over. Just us regular flesh and blood women. I know alive isn't exactly your type, but beggars can't be choosers, Harrow.