[It's clear to him that he's a little more comfortable in his skin than Kaveh, at least in this particular circumstance. He's no doubt fine under normal ones, but... well, Klein is certainly a place.]

You make it sound like I won't find any enjoyment in this.

[a soft laugh, more of a giggle almost, escapes him as the priest gently guides Kaveh to lean on the wall. It's doubly convenient—the angle will help hide more of what's happening, and it's a sturdy enough space with something to lean on. His smile is reassuring, even a little mischievous, fingers gently reaching for the blond's towel as he draws to his knees.]

I don't mind just offering help, but it's something I would do for any friend in need, not just as a favor in the moment.

[plus, like. Honestly, he is kind of a slut, once you get past the limitations.]