[The kiss is appreciated, and he hums, happy to let Arthur worry about what needs to be cleaned on him. He practically purrs at the light scratching at his scalp, lashes fluttering.]
Mm... Really?
[He lets one of his hands hold onto Arthur's shoulder, his touch a little heavy as he tries not to melt down into the tub]
I don't know yet, but I'll check. I should call the... the fire damage restoration people or whatever you call them... tomorrow.
[Once Arthur's rubbed in the shampoo, he leans over to get it out, pushing his hair back out of his face once he's done. The black smudge is gone. In fact, his smokey appearance is pretty well gone entirely. Just Eames. Who is bending over to find the body wash and cursing softly.]
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Date: 2018-05-29 05:26 am (UTC)Mm... Really?
[He lets one of his hands hold onto Arthur's shoulder, his touch a little heavy as he tries not to melt down into the tub]
I don't know yet, but I'll check. I should call the... the fire damage restoration people or whatever you call them... tomorrow.
[Once Arthur's rubbed in the shampoo, he leans over to get it out, pushing his hair back out of his face once he's done. The black smudge is gone. In fact, his smokey appearance is pretty well gone entirely. Just Eames. Who is bending over to find the body wash and cursing softly.]
Where's the bloody... body soap?