"Yeah but you were a young pretty thing. You think you wanna see what's under this? Someone who's frumpy and just a little outside of their prime, that's what." She doesn't seem entirely bothered, just accepting it as fact with a wry smile.

"What, you don't like having a bath?" She tugs on one of his legs until she can sit down and go to town on the caked-on grime that stuck to whatever fluids were on the bottom of his feet while he was walking.

"Man this is gross, what did you do, slice it open and kick it in the guts?" Actually she wouldn't be surprised if he had...