There was no disagreement with him, Edmund even agreed to undressing! Francis wondered how far he could make him agree, just the small part of his mind who loved to push things. But not now, and he wouldn't do this to his friend. He tugged off the oversized shirt and couldn't help look over the other man. They were both scrawny in frame and scarred though from very different sources. He wasn't meaning to stare but it was hard to look away.

He grabbed his towel again and moved over the other's shoulders and towards his arms and chest. His hands slowed but he didn't notice. His eyes met the green ones and he grinned a little. "It is definitely getting weirder. But then I am weird regardless what I do. Thank you for putting up with me." He looked down where his hands brought the towel to the man's sides along his ribs. "You're very handsome." He said, more complimenting than flirting, wasn't it?