Thankfully, Essek was completely graceful in his movements, perhaps it was the pull of gravity that he wielded; or the fact that he had spent most of his life floating. With very minimal effort and within a few moments, he was finally once again settled though this time perched with his thighs straddling Caleb and pressed chest to chest. His fingers started to comb through those riotous locks of flame-waves and he tilted his head to the side in regard of the other man.

"Hair washing is also very intimate in the Kryn-culture; in fact hair touching of any sort is something that is reserved for a lover." he brushed hair back from forehead and then he reached for a little cup off to the side that he could use to saturate the hair. "Now, I am going to need to have you tilt your head back, so you do not get water in your eyes, then I will give you a very thorough head massage."

A secret on his lips, and perhaps a bit of anticipation too.