[it is so awkward and so strained, but Viktor isn't fleeing. In part because he'd be very slow at it, but mostly because he did not want to. He wants to keep sitting with Jayce, just the two of them, a lone comfort in this desperate and unfathomable situation they found themselves in.
He stretches both his legs out to the end of the bath, before slumping his hands down from his eyes and into his lap. Arching up his chin, the water directly pummels his face, though the pressure of it is pretty weak in the convoy. More like an easy rainfall than a torrential downpour.
All that for Jayce to ask to wash his hair...]
Wash your own hair, first. [Viktor passes him back the soap bar, since it's the best they've got, no separate and specific shampoo,] I can do mine in cold water, if it turns on us.
[but the still warm water should be prioritized for Jayce, obviously... and who knew how much longer that would last, since they'd been sitting a while now. Felt like an eternity, at this point.]
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He stretches both his legs out to the end of the bath, before slumping his hands down from his eyes and into his lap. Arching up his chin, the water directly pummels his face, though the pressure of it is pretty weak in the convoy. More like an easy rainfall than a torrential downpour.
All that for Jayce to ask to wash his hair...]
Wash your own hair, first. [Viktor passes him back the soap bar, since it's the best they've got, no separate and specific shampoo,] I can do mine in cold water, if it turns on us.
[but the still warm water should be prioritized for Jayce, obviously... and who knew how much longer that would last, since they'd been sitting a while now. Felt like an eternity, at this point.]