Sinric flashes him a warm smile, drawing Graverobber under the warm water. "I promise to make it good for you."

He guides Graverobber to get his hair wet, making the water just a touch warmer. He reaches for a bottle, squeezing a little into his hand. There's a little ledge at the edge of the shower, just right for the rather short Sinric to be at the right height to massage the shampoo into Graverobber's hair. He has clever hands and knows just how best to press and massage.