It's a minute or two later when Strange has finally taken off his billion layers of clothes and set them in the storage locker. He's wrapped that towel tightly around his waist as well. As he enters the sauna, that blast of hot, humid air is enough to make him want to turn around and leave. New experiences, trying new things, you're in faerie, these things are to be expected, Strange just gives himself a mental pep talk as he looks over the set-up.

Besides, Lambert likes this too for...some reason. Could it be that saunas are actually a big deal and he's simply out of the loop? It would make sense.

"And this is supposed to be relaxing?" Strange complains, as he sits down on a bench perpendicular to Lambert's. Because it doesn't exactly feel that relaxing to him. Still, he'll give this a try, even though he's a bit worried that he's not going to do anything but sweat.