You felt Calcharo's strong hands gently rub your scalp. Splashing warm water onto your head as both of you relaxed in the same tub.

Your bare back was resting on his chest, the waters rippling calmly. This was a nice way to get away from things, stress, and all that stuff. Being the commander of the Ghost Hounds, and the more frequent Tacet Outbreaks, more and more missions has been given to him— which he did not complain about although it is nice to have a break.

He'd always find some time for you.