[Eames washes as quickly as he can, thorough but quick. He hates the smell of smoke. He smells fresh and clean now, though, so he turns off the shower and steps out after Arthur, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around his waist. He grabs another to dry off his hair and body, and pads out of the bathroom.]
I think I actually packed some boxers... aha!
[He pulls out a very ugly pair of green plaid boxers and slips into them before sitting on the bed, looking up at Arthur with content, slow blinks.]
Are you going to take me to bed?
[It's asked slowly and carefully, clearly actually curious if sex is involved here.]
no subject
I think I actually packed some boxers... aha!
[He pulls out a very ugly pair of green plaid boxers and slips into them before sitting on the bed, looking up at Arthur with content, slow blinks.]
Are you going to take me to bed?
[It's asked slowly and carefully, clearly actually curious if sex is involved here.]