Well, at least the water pressure's good. Small favors and all that. Gabe's not big on bath tubs but Hell's apparently decided to provide options on this little vacation of theirs. He clicks his teeth as he strides over to the nearest one, bare ass naked and completely nonplussed. The Wolves trained coed; any modesty he might've had died a long time ago.

"You're new, huh?" He hums to himself, tipping his head back into the water. It feels good on the ports on his neck. Gets the swelling down. They've been hurting lately. "The demons were fighting. Last place got wrecked."