[He takes the bottle with one, and rummages around for a clean cloth with the other. He hasn't been bothering to use one on himself, but he feels the need to do things properly here.]
I'm not too sure. But as for how many I've scrubbed down...
[He thinks about it for a moment.]
I guess no one? Which makes you the lucky first! ♪
[He places the cloth squarely between Elan's shoulder blades. Despite what he just said, his movements are quick and sure as he moves it up and down Elan's spine, fingertips dragging on wet skin. He likes this caretaking act. Or maybe it's more like pampering.]
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I'm not too sure. But as for how many I've scrubbed down...
[He thinks about it for a moment.]
I guess no one? Which makes you the lucky first! ♪
[He places the cloth squarely between Elan's shoulder blades. Despite what he just said, his movements are quick and sure as he moves it up and down Elan's spine, fingertips dragging on wet skin. He likes this caretaking act. Or maybe it's more like pampering.]