It's so fun to make Poe worry and fret, far, far more than is necessary. He can barely keep up the act since he wants to laugh so much. Ranpo smothers a laugh and smile as he holds the cloth.
"You'll be able to bathe alone, yes?" Poe asks, moving his hand to rest against Ranpo's hip, to hold him in place. He then uses that to shift and stand up, adjusting his position there are lifting himself up onto his feet.
"Oh~, I don't know. I might need your help," Ranpo says -- a bit too
nonchalantly to be honest but he's sure Poe won't even notice how he's
being played just now.
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"I suppose a bath couldn't hurt."
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He seems to be thinking real deeply....
"Once I run it, of course."
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"Oh~, I don't know. I might need your help," Ranpo says -- a bit too nonchalantly to be honest but he's sure Poe won't even notice how he's being played just now.