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[greatoldjohn]

[in a rather deep voice] "This is John Doe. Please leave your message. I'll get back to you as soon as I can. I may respond in text if I'm currently with Arthur. Apologies."

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[lestercraft]

I, ah... I'm not quite sure. It's just... sort of what you do, in baths.

[He still needs a moment to catch his breath, swallows briefly, and then he can speak properly.]

You noticed how it feels different, when your arm is properly submerged, rather than just floating? The same goes for the rest of you. In a nice warm bath, doing it because you want to, it feels utterly divine.

[greatoldjohn]

[ Oh.

Well, I did like it.]

[A brief pause and then-]

[Did you need the soap? It's to your right, on a ceramic dish inlaid in the wall. Shoulder height to you right now.]

[lestercraft]

Excellent. Give me a hand with it in a bit, would you? I'll need you to wash my right side.

[He'll take it first, at least, and sit up properly to start scrubbing where he can reach one-handed.]

Oh, and- if you can, try not to let it get in our eyes. It'll sting like fuck.

[greatoldjohn]

[ Oh. No, I don't want that.

Pass it to me when you're done on that side.

Do we use this for your hair too?]