Tuck chose a new pair of track pants as well, grabbing some fresh underwear and a shirt. He also took a second to use the soap and a washcloth and then he glanced at Will, because doing this was going to mean taking all his kit off. "Sorry about this," he said, before peeling off the old things and letting them land in a clump on the floor.
His entire body was a map of bruises when he was naked. It was clear not all of them were from being hit either. There were burns and marks from barbs from a taser. He soaped up a washcloth and started to clean himself, sighing a little in relief. "Maybe I won't itch so much. Do you want help? I could do you?"