How long has it been since he had been touched with such care? Even that little action made his eyes shine. He continued to clean him, his torso his arms, his neck. He stood after that and set the cloth aside.

"I suppose I cannot leave you naked on your own." he smiled softly he knew there was an unevenness in only one of them being clothed and exposed. "Though I must warn you that I am not really in the best shape..." he was a bit ashamed not of his nudity but of the story his body will tell. Still, he undid his robes and took them off, piece by piece, careful to fold them up neatly on his small chest of drawers. His hat and guan rested on top of the pile.

His skin was covered from the neck downwards in various bruises and scars. His hat covered a cut on his temple. Though this attention was also getting to him. He was rather hard despite it.

He sat down on the bed in front of him. "We should do this as equals, right?"