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Both her hand slithered around his ankles as Riley tugged Aksaja into the murky depths. She let her tentacles blow a few bubbles up for effect. Where did they go? ~It is a mystery.~

The plague doctor searched its pockets. Being undead, it didn't make a point of carrying around incendiary devices, but perhaps there was something it could improvise with...

Apparently West was keeping away from the pool as well. "I have no matches, but perhaps... if we found a suitable rock, I could strike a few of my implements against it. We might produce a spark."

... that Malodore would not sit next to, because going up in flames was not its idea of a good time, but if it could enlist West's help, perhaps the plan could be viable. It would be good to have a pair of non-flammable hands to work with.

There wasn't much Tahki could add to the conversation about matches. Of course she didn't have any she was a huge gryphon monster.

So instead Tahki playfully nipped at Sammys hair. That seemed more entertaining right now.

Jamais' ears kept twitching trying to distinguish the sound of jingleberry showing up. Obviously that was hard as he hadn't made a sound last time either. Her tail flicked as she watched the water.

Her ears twitched forward at the thought of them being flammable because of the booze, "I highly doubt the trees are flammable due to the booze around here. They get drunk on piss." She spat unhappily, "I managed to wrangle a bottle from one of them... awfullest smelling stuff you'd ever laid your nose on."

She eventually took up leaning on whatever she found was convenient to lean on. While warm water would be nice, she still wasn't quite the type to climb into a pool of water... It'd help for someone to keep an eye out for that blasted Jingleberry.

Sammy could only flail, trying to get Tahki out of her hair and stay afloat at the same time was not easy. So she laughed helplessly flailing in the water. "S-stop it oh Jack stop it you fluffy feather ball!" Squirming she reached up ruffling Tahki's head feathers. "Oh you pesky thing you!"

Mandy was only too happy when Collete and Barth seemed to change their mind to stay for now. Back to the lovely warm steam.

Waaaaaaarmth.

But before she drifted back over she made sure to ressure Winnie, "Hey don't worry Winnie, being bold is never a bad thing, if you have an opinion speak up." Jack knows that's all she wanted out of people, a little bit of confidence and peace. There was no way she was going to discourage this behavior change in Alwine.

Then the ghoul stripped. O-k. That was way more daring than she expected, but whatever. It wasn't like the cold could really hurt the haunt when she got back out.

She didn't mention that she was secretly disappointed when Barth chose just to stand watch. She'd been curious as to what the boil would do after his earlier admission on the train.

Huddiling as close as she dared to the spring with all the splashing Mandy was getting ready to possibly doze whilst she warmed when she over heard the er- something ask about matches. Sitting up with a start she could have hit herself, she could be such an idiot!

Quickly riffling through her jacket pockets she pulled out a metal flask and a zip lighter before chucking them at the student that had asked for them. "There you go, there's alcohol in that flask if the trees don't catch quickly."

Riley easily evaded his legs, and let him go before he managed to connect one of those hilariously flailing kicks. She floated up to the surface, and leaned back on her wall. Inside her own mind, and seeping slightly into Jericho's because she had become accustomed to doing so without thinking, she was laughing. Oh, she was laughing. Her body shook, but no sound came from her as far as anyone but they two could tell.

If she had a mouth, she'd be whistling innocently right now. The fact that her eyes were bright with mirth was enough of a giveaway, and she turned them away quickly to look at - was that boil asleep on the edge of the hot springs? Why, he was just asking for trouble.. trouble like her.

She creeped over slowly. Nothing was visible but her eyes and tentacles, bobbing innocently out of the water like some kind of aquatic plant.