It earns a glare and a faint tremble. He squirms, not remembering why that's so sensitive.

"Wash somewhere else," He says gruffly, doing his best not to wriggle. He's not sure if he wants to lean into it or away from it.

It's far too confusing and suddenly he's remembering things. A chaos of clips from his past that he can't place. All heavy but all good.

"Please."

It's too much.