[he laughs?! it feels so pleasant that his tense paranoia helplessly melts away all at once. The hot water, the soft, pleased look on Shiro's face. Darc feels a little out of his depth, embarrassed.

He sinks lower into the water and groans, the heat achingly pleasant on his battered back. At a loss for what else to say he just, grumbles]

If Kharg knew about this and didn't tell me I'm gonna throttle him.