[In the moments he's away, she's standing beneath the water and is watching all that blood and dirt go down the drain. The water is so dark as it washes off of her, and it almost creeps her out a little. She's so caught up in watching it all that his reappearing scares the hell out of her. Jumping, she yelps in surprise. But is all too glad to pull him into the shower with her so he can get under the water too.]

Here.

[She takes the washcloth from him, and gets some soap on there.]

Keep your eyes closed for a while. I'll get this.

[Even with as filthy as she still is, she takes great care to gently scrub his face clean. He's left with a little redness thanks to her scrubbing, but that'll go away soon. She smiles at her handiwork before kissing him.]

Do you think you can get your hair while I work on my face?