Excellent. [soooo dryly while he heads for the bathroom sink, taking off his doublet and hanging it on the bathroom doorknob] I'm not going insane.
[grateful to finally get the stickiness off his beard and neck, though the shirt will stay that way until he can change. he returns after a minute, toweling his hands off as he sidles back into Aramis' room. his face is still dripping a little. (clean feels good man)]
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Where should I sit. [what would be easiest. still a little ;; that care is imminent]