Well, that hadn't taken long at all. The water was still steaming when Christobal appeared in the doorway — and he was already undressed. How terribly convenient. Emrys wondered fleetingly whether it was possible that Christobal had somehow guessed his game and changed into a robe before coming over on purpose, but that was silly. Christobal wasn't cunning enough to have planned a seduction, and — well, Emrys still wasn't sure whether he even slept with men, so. It would certainly have been a bold strategy, to say the least.

"Oh, Christobal," he answered almost lazily, clearly not perturbed by the site of his friend in the doorway in the slightest. He did sink a little lower into the tub, but it was obviously a gesture intended to increase his comfort in the bath, not to hide any of his chest. As though anyone who knew him in the capacity Christobal did would be surprised by his lack of modesty. "How convenient — could you bring that bottle from the shelf over this way? You'll save me the trip."