Will pulled a slightly disgusted face. "The grime is gonna come off you in the bath like a film," he said, the idea not exactly exciting him to share the water. Oh these spoiled days of blessed cleanliness, instead of when twenty men had to satisfy themselves with washing their armpits once a week in a freezing river!
He went into the bathroom cupboard to search through the shelf and find a jar of bath salts to toss into the water and make it smell good. Maybe that would cover Tuck's unwashed aura.