"Not bein' a coward," he muttered into the sheets. "It's natural to feel a bit embarrassed, isn't it?"

Mortified, more like.

Still, he took the washcloth, cleaned himself, and flipped over on his back to slowly sit up.

"But... thank you. I'll keep that in mind too for uh. I'll just keep it in mind."

He smiled, warm and inviting as he sat cross-legged on the bed.

"All right. Let's play, then."