[Frey’s so distracted with trying to wash up and not break his neck doing so that he jumps when he feels someone touching his hair from behind. Slipping and fighting to regain his balance for a moment, he turns and faces …a man? A young man, even, not someone who looked like a criminal.
The idea strikes him as odd a moment before he realizes how very, very exposed he is- the other man is- and he quickly turns around again to fumble with the soap in his hand, blushing in embarrassment from looking. A communal bath was one thing, but this was... different. The other didn‘t seem at all bothered by it, though, which was a bit unnerving.]
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The idea strikes him as odd a moment before he realizes how very, very exposed he is- the other man is- and he quickly turns around again to fumble with the soap in his hand, blushing in embarrassment from looking. A communal bath was one thing, but this was... different. The other didn‘t seem at all bothered by it, though, which was a bit unnerving.]
Yes… I did.
….I didn’t know anyone was here.