"Physically, he seems fine," Kenshin replied, reaching for the soap. It was still very odd to be washing this way, but he was slowly getting used to it. Odd washing definitely trumped no washing at all.

...Somehow, the rurouni knew that Sano would react that way. Kenshin sighed and faced him.

"This one doesn't know." He was being honest; he'd stopped mincing words with Sanosuke a long time ago. "They like to think they're more honor-bound they are, and for all of our sakes, this one hopes that they are. However, they might see 'getting rid of that damn Choushuu hitokiri and his friend' as being the more honorable thing, now that they've been released from their contract." He snuck a surreptitious glance at Okita, who was talking with Homura on the other side of the room. "This one has no desire to fight them, but if he must...Sano, this one isn't going to lie. It's worrying. We can't make the first move. We have to wait and see what they decide to do."