[Honey]

He was careful not to speak as he brought the razor down across his neck, not willing to tempt talking for the danger of the blade, and after a few strokes he could feel his face clean-shaven. He smiled to himself as he looked into the mirror admiring his fresh look. "Nah, I ain't the person to do sommat like that," He commented as he turned around to see he boy rinsing himself. Gesturing to the razor he placed it into the railing beside his shirt to let him know where it was before he started to strip free his dirty work jeans, "Lest yew think you are doing more work for less in exchange, then that's all your thinking." Giving a chuckle to himself he reached for the soap