[Taryon keeps himself facing away from the guards and Dorian; if they will see him bare, he won't give them the opportunity to joke about his privates. There's some dignity he must retain.
Only when he's stepped into the tub does he turn around to look at his fellow prisoner. It's no mystery why he was also brought (purchased? Was he also sold?). His hair is almost as beautiful as Taryon's, and he can see the muscles around his shoulders and upper arms.
He smiles to himself; it's nice to worry about things like comparing himself to another man. It almost distracts himself from the shuffling footsteps at the door while he scrubs himself down. If he can continue looking away from them, he can pretend he's just having a luxurious bath before an important party.
This doesn't last long. After a dozen minutes pass, one of them pipes up. "Get out of the water. Start getting dressed, and make sure you use these perfumes." Another walks up to Taryon and shoves him by the shoulder - his own hair is covered in suds - and Tary falls face-first with a splash into the water.]
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Only when he's stepped into the tub does he turn around to look at his fellow prisoner. It's no mystery why he was also brought (purchased? Was he also sold?). His hair is almost as beautiful as Taryon's, and he can see the muscles around his shoulders and upper arms.
He smiles to himself; it's nice to worry about things like comparing himself to another man. It almost distracts himself from the shuffling footsteps at the door while he scrubs himself down. If he can continue looking away from them, he can pretend he's just having a luxurious bath before an important party.
This doesn't last long. After a dozen minutes pass, one of them pipes up. "Get out of the water. Start getting dressed, and make sure you use these perfumes." Another walks up to Taryon and shoves him by the shoulder - his own hair is covered in suds - and Tary falls face-first with a splash into the water.]