[ He definitely knows he's right. He leans against the door frame to just look at Billy. Just to watch him. Even something as simple as kneeling next to the tub is so graceful and done with such ease. It's hard not to step on and lightly place a hand against Billy's shoulder. He keeps a respectable distance. At least until Billy is declaring another miracle.

He wants to doubt it, but Billy has never lied to him in anything. So if it's warm then it's warm. He still wants to see for himself. So he'll ease into the room to crouch next to Billy and put his hand under the water. His eyes go wide with awe. It's just like the pools in Volcano Springs. Those had felt so good on horse sore bodies. ]

Well, I'll be. All we need is some good lye soap and I think you just found the best spot in this house. I'll finally get to see what's under that nice protective layer of dust. [ Not that he's any better. ]