Once Yukimura had been properly cleaned, he turned and motioned for Akihime to do the same. “Let me get your back.” He offered, grabbing a new wash cloth and getting it soapy.
Yukimura chuckled softly. “I’ve got you covered.” He said, taking the shower head and running the warm water over her shoulders and back before he started to scrub gently.
She relaxed right away, eyes drooping a bit.
"I know your plate is immeasurably full...but do you think you could help me see if my father is...really dead...?" She asked quietly.