"Oh, sorry!" The wolf exclaimed, immediately moving her hands back down to the mouse's stomach. "Went a little too high. Back home I washed my sisters' backs all the time...they're a bit taller than you. Force of habit." Niraya wasn't that good at lying, not like Kyun by any stretch of the imagination, but she hopes it was a convincing enough logic. Knowing that the mouse had suffered constant harassment from the the men they had just killed, Niraya felt more than a little bad for taking advantage of the situation. If the mouse called her lie though, Niraya would admit she couldn't resist.<br/><br/>Depending upon how much Shelly carried on the conversation, they might have had to suffer through a few moments of awkward silence. Once Shelly was all lathered up and washed though, Niraya would readjust herself in the bath and turn away. "Can you get back and tail?" The wolf began to work on her own arms, lifting up one of those hardened and tone legs and resting it on the side of the tub and tending to it in a just a bit. "If you want some tips on holding a knife properly...well I'm no knife fighter, but I can at least show you a few tips. Not enough to take on a ten men with swords, but likely enough to defend yourself."