There was a large soaking tub built into the floor. It already had warm water, and steam covered the place. This was out of the norm for a tribe as impoverished as the Han. The place was clean, and even though the floors were still just compacted earth, it was neat and dry. The floor had been treated with some powder to make it just as good as any floor in an immortal palace somewhere. Soon, Han Li had all his clothes removed. Q led him to the side where she sat him on a stool. Using a bucket filled with water and a sponge made from some kind of soft fiber, she began cleaning him with soap.
