"Agh, spare me," Artemis groaned and started laughing. "If I had to bathe near a woman, I might be reduced to a puddle of teenaged hormones. And isn't that sort of thing frowned upon in society?" He grinned. "Grown women setting up private bathing sessions with underaged boys? Especially when the underaged boy is a patient of hers?

"No," He sighed and looked up at the ceiling, "I'd rather stand in the showers and bathe with my fellow underaged boys staring at me than have a woman watch."