"I will," he promises, smiling warmly and rocking their foreheads together. It feels... good. So good, to be given this chance, to hold Jedao's trust like something precious and fragile.

Fives laughs quietly and drops a kiss to the tip of his nose, squeezes his hip, and reluctantly pulls away. "You're beautiful like this, you know," he murmurs, then pushes to his feet and turns to grab fresh clothes from one of the small lockers... and doesn't bother putting anything on before he turns to the door and pads quietly out into the hallway. He doesn't get body modesty, or see any need for clothes when he's only going the short distance to the showers.