[Patiently, he waits until Jotaro is under the spray again, waiting for his hair to drip before he's gently tilting his head out of the water so he can start to lather with shampoo.

His claws scrape lightly against his scalp, working in the shampoo.]

It's all right. I really don't mind. [Adrian smiles crookedly.] But perhaps I will ask a favor anyway, if it puts you at ease.

For now, let us just enjoy each other tonight.