When Willow closed the bathroom door, it made a clicking sound, and he was left alone in that small space with steam and the scent of fresh herbs, which he deduced to be lavender or some other ingredient that Ilara had kindly provided for this more expensive room.
There was still some steam in the bathroom's air, rising from the round wooden bathtub in the center of the bathroom. Obviously, this showed that there was still hot water in the tub - Aria had just stepped out of it a minute ago.
Willow approached and stared at the tub. 'Aria was in here, bathing, completely naked...' He thought and immediately shook his head, trying to dispel the naughty image that popped into his mind and, on an impulse, slapped himself in the face. "Stop it, Willow. You're not a fifteen-year-old boy anymore..."