Dimm continued gazing at the system to assimilate all the information he'd read, as well as understand it when Loriel's voice distracted him.
"The bath is ready," her voice rang out from inside the washroom.
"Bath first," Dimm murmured and rose from the bed.
He collected his robe from where it had fallen to the floor before the moment he had with Loriel, and loosely wrapped it around himself before heading into the adjoining washroom.
The space of the room was humble and elegant. On the ground, was carved a wide rectangular hole which fitted in a stone basin, now filled with water and infused with elf herbs prepared by Loriel to help give Dimm a pleasant bath.
Dimm reached over the basin and smiled at Loriel who stood by the side with a bucket kettle. As soon as Dimm began to loosen the ropes of his robe, Loriel made her way to the door.
"I will let you be," she said and left.
