It hurts, okay? [A lot grumpier than he'd ever sound even on a bad day. This would be him not caring much about keeping up appearances - he flicks a piece of grit into the water with a weary sigh.
Of course, that sigh quickly melted into yet another pained hiss as Helix pressed the soapy cloth to his wound but aside from a lot of flinching and muffled whining he remained relatively still. He was definitely coming out of the dazed shock, moving on to sullen contemplation and throughout the treatment Aidan didn't say much at all. As soon as he'd picked his palms clean he simply surrendered to just sitting there, glowering darkly at his own reflection as he waited for Helix to finish up.]