[Luckily for Ren, Akechi isn't looking at him. He's busy scrounging around for a bucket and the aforementioned detergent so he can start washing his clothes.
...Oh, and rocks. With a frown of distaste, he looks over his clothes, sighs, and pulls his loafers back on to venture outside and grab two rocks, hurrying back inside before anyone can see him in his towel. It's just highly inappropriate!]
I'll get the fire going to dry them, [he calls from the adjacent room, finally providing an explanation as to what he's doing.]
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...Oh, and rocks. With a frown of distaste, he looks over his clothes, sighs, and pulls his loafers back on to venture outside and grab two rocks, hurrying back inside before anyone can see him in his towel. It's just highly inappropriate!]
I'll get the fire going to dry them, [he calls from the adjacent room, finally providing an explanation as to what he's doing.]