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_{[ Beowulf continues to shampoo her hair contently, eventually allowing his hands to reach her scalp; he treats her to a little scalp massage. Truthfully, he felt more lost back at home, this scene is what he is used to. ]}

You'll get the hang of it. Hell, you got the hang of your mercenary work, right?

_{[ He doesn't need to get into the part of his life where things were pretty low, but maybe that's why his spirits are high because this is so much better than being all washed up, alone and retired. He suddenly stands up and shakes out his own hair before setting his hands on the hem of his shirt and peeling it off with ease. ]}

Scoot over. I'm coming in.

_{[ oh... can they both even fit? ]}