[By the time he slides into the bath, his clothes have disappeared without him having taken off a single item, his hair pulled up into a bun on top of his head so it doesn't get wet. He tucks himself behind Martin, arms loose around his chest.
He swallows down the instinct to balk at the thanks, knowing it isn't helpful right now.]
S'alright, I don't mind doing it, and you've done plenty for me.
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He swallows down the instinct to balk at the thanks, knowing it isn't helpful right now.]
S'alright, I don't mind doing it, and you've done plenty for me.
[Almost exactly this, even.]