And that is plenty to distract him from the inner argument of whether or not he should campaign to see if she wants to join Star Fleet, which is a stupid argument anyway. The image of her in the water, just slightly shrouded in steam, will be an image to comfort him on quite a number of lonely nights.

And even better, right now, he can do better than an image. Grinning broadly, he follows her... and she's right, the hot water is glorious.