[Chuuya gives Atsushi a throrough scalp massage, his fingers working the shampoo over every inch of silvery white hair.]

Food and wine are always winners in my book.

[He’s reallly not expecting for Atsushi to ask for clothes; not because the guy doesn’t dress decently or anything, it’s just that Chuuya didn’t think fashion was something Atsushi was all that concerned about. Come to think of it, though, the guy does need some variety in his wardrobe...

Also, all these compliments are going right to Chuuya’s head, but you won’t hear him complain!]

Clothes, huh? I can swing that. I haven’t seen your closet but I’m sure it’s big enough for more outfits.

[Chuuya will have to browse the local shops to see what’s considered popular in Olympia, but that could be neat. Maybe he’ll pick something up for himself as well.

And now he’ll finish washing Atsushi’s hair and move on to his body. It’s only now that he’s able to get a closer look at the scars on his side, his fingertips brushing over them before he follows with the sponge. He can hazard a guess where they came from, but he doesn’t mention it.]

Maybe I’ll get you a hat too.