If it happens, it happens. Not like I have to look my best these days.

[Another scar was another scar, and there was no reason his face had to look perfect. Already had two large scars going across his face after all. What more would any others be?

Hands didn't stop, wouldn't stop, until he was sure all of the soap was rinsed out of Reaper's hair. Even if that meant fingertip and claws worked all the way down to the older man's scalp each and every time.]

So long as we make sure they're secured, that'll work just fine, yeah.