He tries to block out most of it by slipping in and out, but it's impossible to hide it all... She'll have to see it again when they leave. For now, he just clicks the lock shut.

"I told you I would be..." he says lightly as he sets the pile beside the sink. The bathroom is so clean - save a layer of dust - that it's really refreshing... If it weren't for the two of them, things would look normal. "Come on, let's get in now. It might not stay warm, you know."

But. He'll wait for her to change first. Since she talked about his scars, he can't really think nothing of them anymore.