Brandon hesitated, his hand hovering over the shower door handle, before finally pulling it open and stepping inside.
Warm water cascaded from the showerhead, filling the space with steam that curled around them.
Yverine stood under the spray with her back to him and she tilted her head back as water streamed through her hair.
The dirt and blood began to wash away, trailing in dark rivulets down her skin and pooling at her feet before disappearing down the drain.
She didn't turn to face him, but her shoulders tensed slightly at the sound of the door closing behind her.
Brandon stood at the edge of the shower's radius and the warm mist brushed against his skin, but he stayed just outside the water's reach, unsure of how to proceed.
Yverine turned her head slightly and looked at his face "You're not going to get clean standing there."
She stepped to the side, making room under the showerhead "Come here."
