[Ace hands over the soap bar he'd used minutes prior. It was orange and smelled like some sort of fruit, but not overly strongly. It was alright.
They might be powerless, they might be stuck in prison, they might be forced to wear chains and to shuffle from room to room like common criminals and not the dangerous sea lords that they really were, but as long as the two brothers were together, Ace could tolerate anything. And he'd get them out of this, some day.]