Akuma never saw much need for talking, he usually allowed body language to get across what he wanted, or even needed in all honesty; there weren't many in this world that could get him to speak, let along in conversations that lasted. He followed her though, close behind, his tall frame practically towering over her own. A usual is was for him, there wasn't many yet that passed his own height.
The man let out a soft grunt in return for their words, not much of a response, but it certainly was a response rather than silence. He didn't expect the entrance to be large enough, but was certainly relieved he didn't need to squeeze his body through it. The warmth of the cave hit him, his chilled, wet skin tinging with the sensation. Pleasant, that it what could describe it, even if areas of his body were muddy and covered in dirt. Even leaves pulled down by the force of the rain had stuck themselves to the caked on mud; it was truly a sight.
The man's head turned to gaze upon the small female, though eventually they panned to where they gestured. A place to clean? Well, that was very convenient actually, then again, he assumed he would just allow himself to be washed off by the waterfall outside. A spring was more than needed, it wouldn't be the harsh cold of any other water.
"Alright," he spoke back to her, only to watch her slip behind a curtain. This left him of his own devices for now, so as suggested, he made his way towards the passage that lead to the spring. Just the steam rising from the heated water caused the man to let out a content sigh, just before he started to shed from how own clothes. Akuma even allowed his long hair to be undone, even it it was only held together at the end with large beads.
He went ahead and turned his hair into a thick, long braid down his back; much easier to maintain while in the water. The dirt loosened quite well when he had stepped in, steam engulfing his entire being as he sighed softly.
The man let out a soft grunt in return for their words, not much of a response, but it certainly was a response rather than silence. He didn't expect the entrance to be large enough, but was certainly relieved he didn't need to squeeze his body through it. The warmth of the cave hit him, his chilled, wet skin tinging with the sensation. Pleasant, that it what could describe it, even if areas of his body were muddy and covered in dirt. Even leaves pulled down by the force of the rain had stuck themselves to the caked on mud; it was truly a sight.
The man's head turned to gaze upon the small female, though eventually they panned to where they gestured. A place to clean? Well, that was very convenient actually, then again, he assumed he would just allow himself to be washed off by the waterfall outside. A spring was more than needed, it wouldn't be the harsh cold of any other water.
"Alright," he spoke back to her, only to watch her slip behind a curtain. This left him of his own devices for now, so as suggested, he made his way towards the passage that lead to the spring. Just the steam rising from the heated water caused the man to let out a content sigh, just before he started to shed from how own clothes. Akuma even allowed his long hair to be undone, even it it was only held together at the end with large beads.
He went ahead and turned his hair into a thick, long braid down his back; much easier to maintain while in the water. The dirt loosened quite well when he had stepped in, steam engulfing his entire being as he sighed softly.
