Lucy stifled a laugh at his response, responding to the mock grumble with a haughty hmph, "So you'd make me dry the floor all by myself just so you could watch me bending over? That's some nerve!" She stated, mock huffy.

Moving away from the doorway as something caught her eye, and so the steam wouldn't get her hair all frizzy. "Aa- it feels like a sauna in here," she laughed, rustling about in the other room.

A few seconds later, her robe was discarded and tossed onto her bed. The reason for that being, when he emerged from the bathroom, he'd see that she stole a certain Dragonslayer's article of clothing, and was now modeling it in the mirror. No no, not the scarf. But the way she wore it now it was practically a dress if she kept it closed, and the thought was pretty darn entertaining.