[His eyes go wide again, and his brain stalls out. Beds were one thing. Showers were quite another. That sounds unbelievable.
Before he can talk himself out of it, he's gently but firmly pushing Noctis up off the sofa, taking him by the hand, and leading him into his bathroom. They'd already both showered today, and it's a terrible waste of water, but to hell with it. A shower. Why didn't he think of this sooner?]
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Before he can talk himself out of it, he's gently but firmly pushing Noctis up off the sofa, taking him by the hand, and leading him into his bathroom. They'd already both showered today, and it's a terrible waste of water, but to hell with it. A shower. Why didn't he think of this sooner?]