Kirk had heard of Roxana from time to time over the years, but as with Haphaestion, Kirk didn't press to much on those memories. They always struck him as intensely personal for Iskandar, and when the man was in the mood to share, he happily listened, glad to know that Iskandar had been so loved in a truer way than that of a soldier for their king. He often wished he could meet the two of them, but such was the nature of dreams.

"Then best hurry, the water is beginning to grow tepid," he pouted at his lover, arching his back in a stretch and languidly extending one leg towards the end of the tub, showing off his calves - which were still lovely and lean as ever (if he had to pick a favorite part of his body, it was always his calves).