[ And of course, Kaveh follows through by being trustworthy, reaching for the shampoo, something called "Saltmarsh Sparrow", and beginning to lather it into the other man's hair as promised. There's a few times that he has to pause as he listens to the story, though— beginning at the start is wise, but practically ensures that the blonde will be overwhelmed with information. Ironically, the beginning of it makes a certain amount of sense— Teyvat, after all, is much the same, split into regions ruled by the different elements— but from there things get a little hazy. A task, contracts, a duty that was given to him at birth because the previous holder failed...
It's, in short, a lot to take in. Kaveh finds himself frowning, and it's a good thing Olivine seems to be open to questions, because he thinks somehow that he's going to have a lot of them—
Except that he's finding himself a little distracted by the shampoo's scent, and by the image of the soapy lather washing its way down Olivine's back. Kaveh bites his lip, and lowers shaking hands from the other's hair. ]
You, um. You might want to rinse that out. I'm not feeling great—
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It's, in short, a lot to take in. Kaveh finds himself frowning, and it's a good thing Olivine seems to be open to questions, because he thinks somehow that he's going to have a lot of them—
Except that he's finding himself a little distracted by the shampoo's scent, and by the image of the soapy lather washing its way down Olivine's back. Kaveh bites his lip, and lowers shaking hands from the other's hair. ]
You, um. You might want to rinse that out. I'm not feeling great—