Tetchō doesn't mind the way Jouno calls him formally, though he would prefer the honorific to be dropped. Still, he knows Jouno won't do it unless they really and truly are in private, and there's still the chance for people to overhear them, so it's unlikely to happen. Being together like this is more than good, the water level rising as he makes his way over to where Jouno sits, even more pleased when he explicitly tells Tetchō to join him. Not that Tetchō wouldn't have anyway, but it's nice when Jouno makes it clear he wants it.

Sinking down into the water, Tetchō settles himself next to Jouno, close enough that their thighs brush under the water, but that there is a small amount of space between their shoulders so Jouno can't complain. Or shouldn't, at least; if he wants to complain, he will.

"I like hot springs." The heat of the water is soothing on overworked muscles, even if the Hunting Dogs have bodies that are far more durable than anyone else's. He's glad Jouno wanted company, watching him out of the corner of his eye. "It's quiet here. We ought to come back some time."

When they're not on a mission. Even though they've been afforded some time to relax, it's still not the same as going somewhere on a proper trip. Ah... Actually, has Tetchō ever actually been on one?