[Darc is quick, snagging a spongy rock and squeezing it for soap, brusque and purposeful. He wants to be eating with Shiro but knows he's gonna regret not cleaning up a little.

So in just a minute or two he climbs out, wet and literally shining from his wet scales. He takes a deep breath as he grabs his sarong and walks nude to where Shiro is, and sits across from him. He grunts, settling the same way Shiro is.]

It's still early. There's time to rest. I just didn't want to wait to eat.