"Aww but you're cute with wrinkly fingers," Kay teased, letting Natalie direct the flow of conversation. It was easier to be lighthearted than expose their flaws and insecurities, anyway. To emphasize her words, he captured one of her hands briefly and kissed the fingertips.
Kay took the towel and dried her body before vigorously rubbing the short hair that, typically, only his personality used. Occasionally Kit and even more rarely Kat would do it, but on the whole only he was comfortable with the short locks. The toweling left the hair rumpled and sticking out in many directions.
Slipping on the robe, he took a minute to appreciate the fine material, something that was out of their past--Kit particularly longed for the luxuries they had before contact had been cut from their family.
"Want me to take care of your hair?" he offered, reaching out to touch one of her wet locks.