He can feel the other's purr being echoed in his own chest and a smile spreads across his lips. [i]'I really can pull them out when I want to now. Lovely. I should do it more often'[/i] Seishu works his fingers in deep, encouraging the purring until at last he is sure the soap has touched every strand of hair. His hands fall to his side as he murmurs, “All finished.” the purr still deep in his chest. The blush and cough do not go unnoticed by the Nightmare Guardian and for a moment Seishu wonders, honestly, if they should just keep thing pleasant, rather than invigorating. As much as he longs to see Enasi lost in the heat of passion, to feel his hot body beneath his hands, Seishu fears that if they go any further that fate will once more strike back, and this time, not leave any survivors.

As Enasi slips away from him, exiting the still running shower, Seishu watches him through the steam until he vanishes from sight. He lets out a long sigh, his gaze dropping to the floor. “Who am I kidding. There is no way I could give it up now, even if it gets us both killed. . .” His voice is soft, not carrying past the plexiglass, the shower running helping to keep his words to himself. Looking at the soap still on his hands Seishu scoops up the conditioner and makes his way under the spray. Despite not needing it for the detangling aspect, Seishu loves the way conditioner makes his hair feel.

Despite the massive amount of hair he has, it does not take long for him to condition and rinse it. He's had his entire life to learn how to deal with his hair efficiently, and such a task is child’s play compared to some of the things he can now do with it. Turning off the taps Seishu wanders over to the open glass door just in time to see Enasi slip back in. He openly admires his mostly nude figure, catching the Dream Guardian's eye and giving him a wink before going back to his admiration of the damp body before him. Seishu does nothing to cover himself, instead focusing on remaining upright. 

Looking to his leg he sighs at the scar throbbing gently. [i]'Even with the pain meds. . .I've got the feeling I may need another shot. I think the adrenaline of our fight may have counteracted it. Well, less of a fight and more a tear down. A verbal bout. . . Enasi got in some good hits, and if it had not been directed at me, I think I may have very well had to give him a congratulatory pat on the but for such good burns'[/i] Huffing softly he shakes his head, drying his hair, before stepping forward. He grasps a towel bar, slipping slightly, but he waves off any help from Enasi for now.

“I'm good, just re-getting use to walking on wet floors.” He smiles sarcastically and chuckles. With a faint hum he wanders over to the mirror, clearing away some of the fog so he can look at himself clearly. “Any whiter and I'd be a ghost. . .” he murmurs, making a few faces. He keeps his eyes on himself, letting Enasi get dressed in peace. As soon as he's sure Enasi is at least half decent he turns to grab his own clothing. Suddenly his foot its another patch of slick tile and with nothing to grab on to Seishu braces for the crash. He will not risk his energy at the moment, which he would normally use in such situations.

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Happy images of Lord Enasi race through Rasha's head and he sighs softly. As the general and doctor roll their eyes Inui and Rue crawl on tot he bed after the feline with faint giggles. Without warning they pin the little white thing down and begin tickling him mercilessly. Amused by the sight none of the others step forward to aid the poor dream.