Estinien slides in, settling himself back against Gaius's chest. Yes, this is a sex cuddle thing, he's not so dense he's missed that. "I do see the pleasures of it," he says, toying with the washcloth that's been left out. "Though it seems inefficient. I hope you don't expect me to wash you like some Garlean bathhouse boy."

He's heard those are things. He's unclear what they do but he knows they're things.