After a second of thought, Jade strips as well, heading into the shower with Shinjirou. Right now, he doesn't trust him to be alone. They had more than enough to worry about without the risk of Shinjirou cracking his head open against the floor, or worse.

"Just keep looking down," he instructs, burying his fingers into Shinjirou's come-stained hair without hesitation. They're in the shower; they'll both be washed clean when they're done. Gently, he begins massaging the scalp, frowning slightly at the stickiness.

Things had gotten very out of hand tonight. He had never thought- no, that isn't strictly true. He knew just how brutal humans could be when they have power. None of this should be a surprise.