The door shut behind Tobias and he rested his back against it, sighing softly to himself as he took a deep breath and released it slowly. Today, today has been a day like no other day, in some time at least and it was not even really over yet either. Another breath is slowly released before Tobias pushed up from the door to get the shower going, so that the water had time to heat while he undressed. As the water ran in the shower Tobias began the process of undressing, taking his time mostly as his mind ran on auto pilot.<br/><br/>The blue work jumper unsnapped and then pushed from his shoulders, the injured one taking more time, leaving him standing in his tank top with the top of his jump bunched about his waist. Sitting heavily on the closed toilet, Tobias bent over and began the process of unlacing his work boots. With a sigh he kicked them off and then pulled off his socks, tossing them down on the floor beside the boots as he sat there a moment. Hands steeple in front of himself, Tobias rested his forehead against his fingers, his eyes closed as he tried to figure out what to do.  After a few moments he gave up and stood,  finished getting undressing before climbing into the steaming shower.<br/><br/>The instant the hot water hit him Tobias hissed at the heat, though it quickly turned to a soft groan as the tense muscles began to unkink and relax. Leaning forward he braced himself on his arms, allowing the hot water to beat down on his back and shoulders. Feeling the tension of the day slowly wash away with the water that circled down the drain. Pushing up from the wall, he turned his face up to the water leaving it there while his hands grabbed up the soap. Actions born of routine and muscle memory Tobias's hands moved across his form. The soap lathering and foaming up across his body as he washed the filth and sweat from his body. His hand faltering and halting at the scar on his shoulder, as it always did whenever he washed.<br/><br/>Carefully his fingers traced the outline of the scar, his closed eyes knowing each and every inch of the scar as well as he knew how to field strip his service pistol. Every ugly inch was just another reminder to him about the pain, about the death and about his failure. Fist clenching and then releasing with a deep sigh almost growl as he forced himself to not get dragged down back into that dark place. Rinsing himself clean and shutting the water off Tobias climbed out of the shower.<br/><br/>After a quick toweling off, to the point of being just damp, he wrapped a towel about his waist and exited the bathroom. In the hallway he leaned around the corner to look in on Lily, a brief moment of panic taking hold causing him to enter the room completely. His heart dropping in relief at seeing her standing by the windows, â€œUm...bathroom is free....if you want take a shower now...â€ he offered to her.