Tyr starts; he doesn't even realise he was just standing there, waiting for her to get in. "Ah, right... Hold on."

And he looks down as he pulls off his own stained clothing and crumples them up on the floor like he'll dispose of them for good later. For the first time in a really, really long time, he feels self-conscious and fights the urge to cover himself between where he is now and when he gets in the shower. And his eyes are just on her feet.

"You can get in first..."