Micino looked at her. Growling at the wet hair. Licking her hand lightly thought. "Mew mew meow." (I hated getting my head wet.) He said softly. He looked at her. Watching her sitting on the floating pillow. He didn't feel any sense of modesty when she helped him out. He played with a strand of her hair when it dangled in front of him. Carefully so he didn't hurt her. He purred and nuzzled her as she dried his head. "MEW!" (YAY!) He lookeda t her and got on the pillow. Curling up in a ball once more. Falling asleep and curled up next to where she would lay.