"You're good, hey, you're fine. You're alright, right?" He asked you quickly while moving off and tugging back on his shorts. Leaning over and brushing hair out of your face before picking you up gingerly and bringing you over to the tub, snagging one of the full beer cans on the way over "Yeah, you're alright." He gently reassured you with a smile as he began working the grime and sweat from you with the shower head and a loofa he found under the sink, sipping his beer every now and then