For his own part, Hakkyuu tried to ignore Aurus while he bathed, and he did so with a mind not to be wasteful of water. It took him a little while to settle down, longer than he'd imagined to feel assured that Aurus wasn't just going to turn around and catch him naked and washing himself. He wasn't bashful exactly, but he still didn't know much at all about this massive plant guy and for the time being he was happy to clean himself in verbal silence.
He hadn't even been in the desert that long and the water felt incredible against his skin, washing away the grim of several days of walking and the salty residue of evaporated sweat. He sighed faintly to himself as he pressed his fingers into tender parts of his muscles and groaned as his touched dipped against scrapes and bruises in his skin. He closed his eyes, head tilted back as he drained a ladle of water over his hair, then lay his hands either side of the basin.
Small droplets slipped off the tips of his hair and along the line of his jaw as he just let himself stay there, arms bracing himself against the basin with his eyes closed. It was pleasant enough in the cave to dry off naturally and after a few long moments of just letting the air from the mouth of cave roll over his damp shoulders and the water steadily dry in patches on his skin, Hakkyuu opened his heavy, tired eyes. What he wasn't expecting to see was the eyes staring back at him in the water, or the shock of snowy-silver hair, or indeed how pale he looked in that wavy reflection. He'd managed to ignore the change in colour on his arms and body, but it was undeniably obvious seeing himself staring back in the water.
His reaction wasn't instantaneous, he left just enough time to confirm that it wasn't something strange with his eyes or something in the water or the basin distorting his appearance, but the moment when he struck away all these variables very logically as when pure irrationality took over.
Hakkyuu shoved himself back abruptly, sending the basin and all the water within it flying across the cave and spinning across the floor as he stumbled back to press his wall against the back of the cave with his eyes wide.
"W-what... What happened to me?! What's wrong with my face?!"
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He hadn't even been in the desert that long and the water felt incredible against his skin, washing away the grim of several days of walking and the salty residue of evaporated sweat. He sighed faintly to himself as he pressed his fingers into tender parts of his muscles and groaned as his touched dipped against scrapes and bruises in his skin. He closed his eyes, head tilted back as he drained a ladle of water over his hair, then lay his hands either side of the basin.
Small droplets slipped off the tips of his hair and along the line of his jaw as he just let himself stay there, arms bracing himself against the basin with his eyes closed. It was pleasant enough in the cave to dry off naturally and after a few long moments of just letting the air from the mouth of cave roll over his damp shoulders and the water steadily dry in patches on his skin, Hakkyuu opened his heavy, tired eyes. What he wasn't expecting to see was the eyes staring back at him in the water, or the shock of snowy-silver hair, or indeed how pale he looked in that wavy reflection. He'd managed to ignore the change in colour on his arms and body, but it was undeniably obvious seeing himself staring back in the water.
His reaction wasn't instantaneous, he left just enough time to confirm that it wasn't something strange with his eyes or something in the water or the basin distorting his appearance, but the moment when he struck away all these variables very logically as when pure irrationality took over.
Hakkyuu shoved himself back abruptly, sending the basin and all the water within it flying across the cave and spinning across the floor as he stumbled back to press his wall against the back of the cave with his eyes wide.
"W-what... What happened to me?! What's wrong with my face?!"