Straight razor was a hell of a lot easier to keep than any kind of electric or disposable one in this hellhole of a land anymore, and besides he could not only keep it sharp, clean, and oiled better... it could be a weapon, if he needed. It'd happened once. Some hunters had no morals left in them.

"Might be. Depends on if that company can wash my back for me or not." Gladio laughed as he led the way, and the moment Prompto was also inside the bathroom and the door was shut, he turned, captured the other's chin in a hand, then his lips in a kiss. Briefly, but firm, before Gladio smirked.

That was all before he started to test out the water, seeing if he was lucky enough to get a hot shower for the first time in a damn long time.