Angelo's anger dissipated, resigned to washing his hair. "You don't have to," He turned down the offer, his hands in his hair, a slight wince at the tangles he could feel.
Nikolai's eyes cooled, that wasn't the response he had been expecting to hear. He wanted to push to get what he wanted, but he didn't, Angelo focusing on his hair and completely ignoring him.
While the assassin was busy with his hair, he quickly cleaned up and slipped out— heshould have kept his hands to himself, and maybe he would have actually gotten to take a proper shower with Angelo.
While Angelo was busy in the bathroom, Nikolai pulled on a bathrobe and sauntered out of the room. He needed to do a quick check to make sure that everything was still in order, it was unlike him to completely disappear for so long.
