Mm. [ wasn't really paying attention to anyone else. Was not the whole idea of the exercise to clear one's mind? ]
[ he doesn't mind at all, quite likes it, really. Maaaaybe just stretches his muscles and limbs a little more exaggeratedly to reach about and scrub the sponge all over. Rolls his neck and shoulders under the water to...wash the soap off, yes, and work out a little residual tension from the yoga. ]
[ hesitates on the hair, though. His hair is special, his pride and joy. He's not sure about letting someone else tend to it. Though this does feel a little like having a personal servant...hmm, conflicted. Eyes Grell consideringly over his shoulder. ]