Elena, on the other hand, isn’t particularly body shy. At least, not around other women. The mere thought of seeing Tseng in a hot spring, for instance, is enough to make her cheeks go quite pink. But that’s totally just the heat. Right?

“Same,” she sighs, stretching her legs out in front of her and watching her feet float in the steaming water. “My last vacation was more than two years ago.” She laughs. “And I got kidnapped, so it didn’t end very restfully. Crime lord from the place where I grew up decided he wanted to steal girls to be his bride. But we killed him,” she adds cheerfully, motormouth running. “Well. I say ‘we’ but mostly it was my colleagues from work who did the killing. I was still tied to a giant statue.”