p.s takes place a tiny bit after this one

Even now he wouldn't consider Resin a friend but she seemed willing enough to let Hattori and Toxicity use the springs for a while. He dipped his head in a show of gratitude before returning to the Abraxas' side and grunted for her to follow him once again. He was familiar enough with the pools to be able to tell which was which, that the hottest  probably wasn't suitable given Toxicity's condition. And thus he chose the one he'd bathed in last time, warm but not overly so. He climbed on in without a thought, stepping over the lip as the warm water engulfed his legs and then belly as he waded deeper. It took a bit of feeling about to find the right spot but eventually the Shogun settled, leaning against the far edge of the pool as he let out a long yet content sigh. When he opened his eyes he noticed Toxicity hadn't gotten in yet, he blinked.

"Do you need help getting in?" Hattori asked dryly. He knew full well she'd deny him but he felt inclined to offer, just out of spite.

Toxicity hoped that Hattori and Resin were well acquainted enough to warrant them marching into her pack. She eyed Hattori suspiciously, wondering if this was some hoax to get her attacked and killed as a 'misunderstanding' and then he could run back to Venom, comfort her if she mourned, and then sneak his way into higher and higher ranks. They made it safely enough and now Tox's mind was filled with the suspicions of the steamy waters ahead of her. She watched Hattori lower his way into the spring, her eyes scrutinizing not only to see if he died, but to debate how she should get in. Was the edge slippery? Was he intending to drown her? Would the heat harm her pups after all?

He asked her if she needed help getting in and she so obviously balked at him that even when she reeled her expression back under control she was only able to manage a half-angry grimace. Her brows were knitted and it was an over-the-top expression for her so much that she was sure Hattori would even see through it. She tried to scoff it off somewhat flippantly, "I was waiting to see if you boiled to death first." Was that... a joke? Did she just try to make a joke with the man. Whatever. Forget it.

Toxicity lowered herself into the waters, staying near enough to the edge that she could escape if Hattori so much as looked at her the wrong way. She refused to look at him, refused to admit her enjoyment or the warmth soothing her sore muscles and joints. She was here because Obi sent her... not for enjoyment... not for.... relax.... ation....

Her head dipped and dipped again and her thoughts blended into the steam around her as her exhaustion overcame her. Toxicity's head dipped once more with a long exhale, her nose dipping under the water's surface as bubbles followed out of her breath, popping in her face and yet still not waking her.

Hattori bit back the urge to roll his eyes. If he wanted the woman dead he would have killed her already, forgone the tedium of leading her all the way here just to get her to settle. He knew she wouldn't appreciate his efforts, he'd seen that coming from a mile away, but her suspicion of him was misplaced. And whilst he did well to hide it was a feeling he harboured nonetheless. She claimed that she wished to see him boil alive first and he let out a little huff of a sigh as he settled further into the waters. Wiggling comfortably as he eyed dark of his toes underwater. He didn't think she'd earned a response so he said nothing and mostly ignored her as she too caved and got herself situated in the spring.

Sweet silence fell...only to be burst soon after.

Hattori raised his gaze from his reflection, his brows furrowing as he took in the form of the slumbering Abraxas. So much for not needing to rest hm? Hattori wasn't a smug man, but he did feel a pang of satisfaction in knowing he'd been right all along. Except that he was fairly certain if she kept that up she'd sooner drown rather then get some much needed shut eye. With a huff he hauled himself up onto his paws and waded over, only to pause when he didn't quite know how to go about moving her. Should he simply prop her up? Surely she'd get all up in arms if he tried but that was better than drowning, right?

He drew in close and with a nudge of his wide shoulder he guided her towards the rim of the pool, so that she was leaning back as opposed to dangling forward. There, that would do. Back to soaking.

Toxicity was oblivious to Hattori or his dilemma. In her own head, she slept soundly, dreaming of telling her father of her pups to be and he smiled warmly at her, embracing her in a fatherly hug as he beamed with pride. Perhaps it was less dream than it was an actual spiritual moment with her father- that's how she would always see these encounters nonetheless. When Hattori nudged her back, she rested her head easily onto the bank, "..... Thanks, Dad...." she mumbled with a small but genuine smile as she sighed back into her slumber for a while longer.

When she awoke, a good amount of time had passed and she blinked groggily awake. Her mind came back to her in heaps and troves and she did her best to no move suddenly as to give away that she was sleeping. Sure, Hattori could have known she was sleeping, but if he asked, she'd try to play off the more vulnerable moment. With a huff, she eventually heaved herself out of the pool, her legs feeling wobbly from being weightless in the water for so long. She wanted to shake off her coat and stretch, but she was all too aware that Hattori may be watching. Instead, she just rolled her neck and held back a yawn.

"Do- uh... Springs have any... sustenance?" she murmured more in Hattori's direction than at him, too embarrassed to admit that she could possibly be hungry.

Hattori really thought she ought to smile more. She was fine as she was, he supposed, nor was he all that invested in her expressions but...there was no use for everyone to go through life as tight lipped as he was. Even Hattori knew and acknowledged that. Content to let her rest, Hattori retreated to his corner of the pool and sunk back down into a comfortable lounging position. He exhaled through his nose as he let his eyes closed, he wasn't tired but he knew resting would do his bones well. Maybe they wouldn't ache so much, if he was lucky.

By the time Toxicity woke up it wouldn't be unfair to assume Hattori had fallen asleep too. He sat there hunched over with his eyes closed and his breathing slow and measured, in a sort of meditate state where his thoughts were calm and collected. His eyes flickered open as she moved to leave the pool and Hattori rolled his shoulders as his ears flicked to attention to hear her question. She was hungry, it seemed, but was being pedantic about it. Clambering out of the pool, Hattori had no qualms in shaking off his coat and paid very little attention to Toxicity. He might have been a bit of a starer but it wasn't because he was enthralled by what he saw.

"The Hallows may be willing to share some of their supplies, or I can hunt something for you on the way back." Either option worked for him, he was willing to handle it.