How did you do? The words: Snow Conscious Steadfast Aquatic Sedate Soap My effort, which I'm not very happy with. “I am not what you would call aquatic,” Napoleon grumbled. “At least, not on purpose. Pass me the soap, please.” Illya tipped a ladle of water over his head. “You seem to make both a conscious and steadfast effort to avoid it.” “So why am I here?” “Because when the snow flies, there’s no better place to be.” Illya’s smile was so sedate, he looked nearly asleep. “How about the tropics?” “These are onsen. baths. They're better. Wear swim trunks if you’re shy.” “Will you?” “No.” “Well, when in Rome.” Napoleon climbed in and smiled. “This is nice.” “Told you so.”