[It's a lazy response. Probably an unforgivably insolent response, actually, if either of them cared. At this point, it's fairly plain Yuan doesn't. It's also fairly plain how much of the gossip had been born of ignorance; Yuan's more modest than any soldier Kratos has ever met. He hasn't looked around once, or even tried.
[In the end the only reason Kratos stirs is the knowledge that he's half falling asleep, standing there against the wall, and if he does then he'll fall; and that will make things even more awkward, assuming he doesn't knock himself out in the process.
[But he does straighten up in the end, reaching for the soap to clean off the rest of him. His hair he leaves until last; and his original assessment is still accurate when he reaches it. It's not much more than a tangle, made worse by the braid. At least it doesn't have ribbons in it. Most everyone else he'd seen with braids had ribbons. Maybe the slaves didn't get that leisure. Maybe just the prisoners of war didn't.
[Kratos manages to get the tie out, at least, and toes the drain closed. Then he stays under the water while the bath fills enough for him to use. Or at least to give him some veneer of privacy. Only when it's fit for use does Kratos turn off the shower and consider how to manoeuvre himself down. It's awkward and makes copious use of the wall, and his leg never really stops being a dead weight; but in the end he's seated and resting against the tub wall in a position where Yuan will be able to reach his hair.]
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[It's a lazy response. Probably an unforgivably insolent response, actually, if either of them cared. At this point, it's fairly plain Yuan doesn't. It's also fairly plain how much of the gossip had been born of ignorance; Yuan's more modest than any soldier Kratos has ever met. He hasn't looked around once, or even tried.
[In the end the only reason Kratos stirs is the knowledge that he's half falling asleep, standing there against the wall, and if he does then he'll fall; and that will make things even more awkward, assuming he doesn't knock himself out in the process.
[But he does straighten up in the end, reaching for the soap to clean off the rest of him. His hair he leaves until last; and his original assessment is still accurate when he reaches it. It's not much more than a tangle, made worse by the braid. At least it doesn't have ribbons in it. Most everyone else he'd seen with braids had ribbons. Maybe the slaves didn't get that leisure. Maybe just the prisoners of war didn't.
[Kratos manages to get the tie out, at least, and toes the drain closed. Then he stays under the water while the bath fills enough for him to use. Or at least to give him some veneer of privacy. Only when it's fit for use does Kratos turn off the shower and consider how to manoeuvre himself down. It's awkward and makes copious use of the wall, and his leg never really stops being a dead weight; but in the end he's seated and resting against the tub wall in a position where Yuan will be able to reach his hair.]
Alright. I'm ready.