Lio murmurs wordlessly as he make himself comfortable in Galo's lap, warm and held and safe. The water is gloriously warm and the touch of those fingers over his skin is dangerously soothing.

His voice catches as Galo's fingers return to cleaning him out. But the words are soothing too, and it does strike at something in him. Galo's right. It's not something he's heard in... well. As far back as he can remember. "Galo..." he murmurs his name quietly, like he's not sure exactly how to respond to that.

Instead he laughs as he nods. "Yeah, that's probably a good idea." He lifts his head, hands lifting to touch down along either side of Galo's face, holding there as he leans close to kiss him, soft and sweet and lingering. "I love you."