I think I can hear some uhm... [ Her animal ears twitch, picking up sound down to a pin prick. Discerning other people from heartbeats, to machines insides whirring. ]

They're this way.

[ And the same exuberance she gives to anything, she steps up to take his hand. Curling her long clawed fingers around his, but they are, for all the danger presented in them, soft, terribly soft. A delicate touch with it.

And with that gentle hold, she leads him in a step, because despite the impressive height of her horns, Angel only reached over five foot on a good day, so she is not particularly hard to keep up with, all told. ]

I think this is the direction of the spa, anyway, from the water I can hear too.