"We both were, it would seem."

Another lazy smile and he's reaching for his shirt, dragging it over to wipe his chest off with a slight grimace. Yeah he should have gone for a towel, but again. It was Ripley. He shifted onto his side and wiped Graham's abdomen off as well before balling the shirt up and tossing it into the corner.

"I think it might be a good idea for us to shower, soon." He sounded amused, eyes darting over the mess of sweaty skin they had both become.