[He took the cloth and eased around his commander so that he could wash it out appropriately, turning his gaze to keep an eye on Rumlow. His gaze was decidedly hooded as he ran the cloth under the warm water and wrung it out until the water at least ran clean again.]
Are you going to allow me to?
[Because if he had his way, he would. Rumlow was clearly interested, and he wanted to perform well now that his nightmares had been chased away and the difficult subjects had been broached. Something simple and easy as touch.]
no subject
Are you going to allow me to?
[Because if he had his way, he would. Rumlow was clearly interested, and he wanted to perform well now that his nightmares had been chased away and the difficult subjects had been broached. Something simple and easy as touch.]