The drow followed Caleb gladly into the ensuite bathing area, the simplicity of it was not lost on him. His own bathing area was large and spacious, well back at the towers though this had a coziness to it and he did not think he wanted to be very far away from Caleb whatsoever.

When Caleb leaned over to fill the tub, Essek allowed his hand to linger on a hip, how angled it was-- how it could bite his hand with its sharpness-- and he thought it would be nice to fill his wizard out a little, perhaps give him a nice tummy pudge (and Essek would be horrified to know that Caleb had been even skinnier than he was now)

"I can handle hot water, just not heat based from light--" on a beach in Nicodranas he would likely need to wear as few clothes as possible. "So please, warm the waters to your comfort Chathiu." And then Essek pressed a kiss to that shoulder though he playfully allowed his teeth to scrape a bit.

As a treat.

Caleb would find that a playful Essek could be very bitey.