"I don't actually recall doing it so I don't think it counts, love," she wasn't really paying attention to how that sounded but she couldn't ignore the defensiveness bubbling up inside of her. How strange it was to feel that.
Eden breathed deeply then nodded. She didn't exactly have a choice if she wanted to get clean. Very carefully, she stood up resting her shoulder against the tiled wall with her eyes half closed. The corner of her mouth perked up, "I don't need a t-shirt. It's not like I have any unseen modesty to protect."