"Okay," he murmurs, and lets his heavy eyes fall shut, leaning back against the edge of the tub. Her light touch relaxes him, and he feels so lucky to be taken care of so well.

He helps her a little by spreading the soap around, to his armpits, the stump of his arm, then reaching down to clean his lower areas from any lingering residue. All the while, his eyes are closed, practically in a meditative state.