Rolf held her arms and softly kissed her forehead before replying:<em>"Don't worry about all of that now, dear. Today, our concern should be your well-being."</em>He turned his back to her and went to the towel rack, starting to undress until he was naked as in the day he was born. He left his clothes on the rack and stepped into the box, the cold tiles biting his soles, the cold air greeting his pale skin. As he turned the water tap, a stream of cold water descended down on his body; he shivered at the first contact, but stoo there - the army never leaves a man. Slowly, the water started to get warmer and warmer, to the point it was pleasant enough. Rolf called his muse:<em>"I'm waiting for you, baby."</em>