"God, I love you too. Forget the others, let's just leave right now. Naked on a Growler. Leave them all behind." He kissed the top of her head, then tilted her head back to kiss her lips, soft and loving and lingering. When it broke he turned away to take up the soap and got to work cleaning the both of them down, washing and rinsing hair and skin alike. It wasn't the best job he'd ever done, all of it with his less-dextrous left hand, but he could at least try and dote even if it was a bit awkward.<br/><br/>When they were done he dried and dressed, relishing how the clean clothes felt on his clean skin. He paused to wait for Malia to finish, and Sunny came striding in, naked as the day she'd been born. The female Strider was built compactly, her breasts small and her hips wide, but everything was accentuated by a healthy amount of muscle. Small scars crossed her dark skin all over, though a particularly nasty one discolored her entire left shoulder, all the way down to the bottom of her shoulder blade.<br/><br/>She blinked between Carson and Malia, then heaved a sigh. "Greeeeeat. Did the two of you just get done fucking in here?"<br/><br/>"Yes," Carson said dryly. "We fucked in every stall twice, and I came all over the walls and handles specifically to gross you out."<br/><br/>"If it were literally anyone the fuck else, Cars, I swear to god." She shook her head, then did a double take at his hand and glanced over at Malia. "You look good. Trip must have gone well. Would you do us all a favor and make sure this idiot doesn't break another limb? Holy fucking shit." She marched down to another stall and a few seconds later the showers were full of the sound of cascading water.