[Honey]

He was careful not to move was he slid the blade across the curve of his cheekbone and down the soft flesh of his cheek as he watched the stubble disappear. He spoke as he flicked the soap and bits of stubble over the railing, "I have enough people who are kind to me, I figure I ought'a give it back somewhere," Lifting his head he worked along the line of his jaw next, "'sides, yew help me and I help yew, we both get the work done and everythin' is a bit better." A flick of his wrist and another quick brush down his other cheek left him nearly done, and he offered a nod of his head towards the boy as he worked over his chin, "'sides, you're barely more than a lad, yew need someone ta help ya out that early"