[ Wash blinks at her, not understanding for a moment, then he realizes she means the soap. Oh. He glances down at it and... yeah, that's probably not the manliest choice, is it? There's a beat as he slowly puts it back, then smiles sheepishly and admits he wasn't paying attention. Embarrassing. There's a faint blush under his freckles and god help him, he isn't wearing a helmet. ]
No, I didn't look. [ He does now, scanning the labels. Picking soap isn't actually a thing he's really ever had to do for himself before, it was always just whatever was available. It's a strange realization. ] I guess I figured they'd all be the same, they usually are.
[ Scented stuff is fancy, okay? But there are actually choices, uh... can he use this to break the tension and talk about something else? The instinct is still to flee, but being alone with this woman's panic lingering in his head doesn't sound like the best idea. And maybe he can calm her down a little too. ]
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[ Wash blinks at her, not understanding for a moment, then he realizes she means the soap. Oh. He glances down at it and... yeah, that's probably not the manliest choice, is it? There's a beat as he slowly puts it back, then smiles sheepishly and admits he wasn't paying attention. Embarrassing. There's a faint blush under his freckles and god help him, he isn't wearing a helmet. ]
No, I didn't look. [ He does now, scanning the labels. Picking soap isn't actually a thing he's really ever had to do for himself before, it was always just whatever was available. It's a strange realization. ] I guess I figured they'd all be the same, they usually are.
[ Scented stuff is fancy, okay? But there are actually choices, uh... can he use this to break the tension and talk about something else? The instinct is still to flee, but being alone with this woman's panic lingering in his head doesn't sound like the best idea. And maybe he can calm her down a little too. ]
Help me pick?