If there’s anything more he wants. God, why say that? Were it not for the recent major trauma it might have gotten very awkward very quickly, though he doesn’t trust himself to let his mind wander. He might still have those unintended consequences, broken ribs and head wound and all.

“This is more than fine,” he answers, not letting himself make eye contact as he feels the cloth roam.

Better than fine. The cloth feels good against his skin, the water is warm, and Raju’s touch just the right type of pressure. He tilts his head to one side to allow Raju better access, purposely thinking about difficult (and unattractive) things like chores and having to walk back to Milton for supplies.

He can manage this.