Morgan nodded. He got what she meant now, but he could never really unsterstand how it felt. He could sympathize but that was it.
When she confirmed that they did in fact have a hot spring, he stood up along with her and took his trunks when they were handed to him. "Thank you dearie" He said and he looked at the bottle of wine she held in her hand "If you're trying to get me drunk, you may want to try something stronger thank that sweetheart" He teased
When she changed her clothes, her scars didn't bother him him as he was too preoccupied with the rest of her. But he had scars of his own from fighting in a number of different wars, and even a few power struggles within the pack but she had already seen most of them, along with a tattoo on his left shoulder blade of a howling wolf surrounded in knotwork, which she had also already seen
Morgan took her hand when she offered it and followed her as she lead the way to the spring.