Dal indulged Gabriel's encouragement to make himself more comfortable. He's never been particularly uncomfortable with nudity, but somehow he suddenly feels a little self-conscious. Maybe because there are real and actual feelings involved? He draped his arms across Gabriel's shoulder -- they seem so much broader than when he's dressed! -- and trailed his fingers lightly along the nape of his neck.

This was the first time he's been in a bath since... No, no, it's okay because he's here with Gabriel.

"Will ya help me wash?"