[Still holding one of Thorn's hands, he turns on the shower and waits for the water to be at a comfortable temperature.

It doesn't take long.

Once it's warm, he lets go of Thorn's hand and steps in, letting the water drench his hair and sluice over his nearly-naked body.

He can feel Thorn's trepidation, and his own emotions respond with understanding and reassurance, a desire not to push him into anything he doesn't want to do.

He turns around to face him, water streaking down his chest.]

Care to join me?


[...a small, mischievous smile}

...Or do you want to watch for now?