Setsuka PoV
Gael sighed as he walked out of the restroom after another day at the forge. I watched as the droplets of water rolled off his toned chest and down his abs. He looked so sexy and handsome, his wet white hair dripping slightly.
He wiped a towel over his face and smiled. "Ah, that was a nice bath," he said, his voice filled with contentment. "Now I'm all clean and fresh!"
I chuckled. "You sound like Sebbie when he takes his baths," I teased. "'All clean and fresh!'"
Gael laughed. "Hey, don't underestimate the power of a good bath! It rejuvenates the soul."
"I guess," I replied, smirking. "But, really, you're starting to sound like an old man."
He chuckled and put his hands on his hips. "I'm twenty three, I still got several centuries in front of me."
"That's true," I agreed, a playful glint in my eye. "But, still, you're acting like a grandpa sometimes."
