If one wants time to warm up, a hot spring is probably one of the best places to do just that, both literally and figuratively.

Edgar doesn't strip down to bare skin; he's gathered that most places don't generally encourage the casual nudity expected at the public baths back in the fairy castle where he spent some time. Instead he's brought a spare pair of boxers, enough to qualify as a swimsuit most places he's been or heard of, for lounging in the steaming water. And lounging he is, head tipped back and luxuriating in the warmth.

"Worth the ride, you think?"