After feeling the cartilage spines beneath her fingers, she understood the bed he favored, which had been a bit of a mystery from a human's perspective. It was easy to see why it might be more comfortable than the mattresses back home though.

She finally set the sponge aside and washed off the soap as he had, cupping the water in her hands and letting it trickle over his skin. Her hands followed the water each time, though, sliding over that smooth skin to make sure nothing was missed. And just to feel another person with her own touch.

"We should do this every time we bathe together," she said as she finished and let her hands fall away from him.