Glad to have the choice made for him, Caleb mutters a quiet thank you and opens the bottle to start working the shampoo into his hair. It smells good--a subtle combination of herbs with a hint of warm spice, not unlike some of the teas he knows Yussa prefers.
The two of them take their time in the bath, and Caleb hears a little more about Yussa's trip. He emerges feeling clean and more pampered than ever, and when they return to the bedroom Caleb has the unique, fascinating, and intimate experience of watching Yussa choose clothing and dress. He has only his clothing from yesterday available, but with some strategic use of prestidigitation it gets clean enough. Before long he is pulling back his damp hair and donning his book holsters, properly decent again for the first time since...about this time yesterday, honestly.
When he is ready, he takes a moment to clean up their breakfast, bringing the tray back to the low table it came from. All the while, he looks on curiously as Yussa chooses and puts on his jewelry, slightly enraptured by the process.
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The two of them take their time in the bath, and Caleb hears a little more about Yussa's trip. He emerges feeling clean and more pampered than ever, and when they return to the bedroom Caleb has the unique, fascinating, and intimate experience of watching Yussa choose clothing and dress. He has only his clothing from yesterday available, but with some strategic use of prestidigitation it gets clean enough. Before long he is pulling back his damp hair and donning his book holsters, properly decent again for the first time since...about this time yesterday, honestly.
When he is ready, he takes a moment to clean up their breakfast, bringing the tray back to the low table it came from. All the while, he looks on curiously as Yussa chooses and puts on his jewelry, slightly enraptured by the process.