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[Arms crossed, he raises an eyebrow at her having her back to him. He finds himself again weighing his options, concluding it'd be foolish to let an opportunity like this slip through his fingers if he can't guarantee it happening again. So across the tiled floor he goes, flicking his cigarette into the toilet before stopping by the shower.]
If you're sure. [Pushing the curtain farther back, he steps in behind her. His hand brushes her upper arm with the motion.]