Ziggy was slowly learning what it was to have a brother with Jack around. Though they hadn't known each other long the picking and teasing and arguing came easily.

The heat off the water subsided and Ziggy stood up to pull off his silver jacket, hanging it on the back of the door. It left him shirtless and he considered the pants but left them for now. He's in good spirits, though it's calmer than his usual elated crazier energy.

"I can give you a massage too." Ziggy mentions as he sits back down on the tub-side. The thought loud enough to hear for the Anthean. "Wet your hair and I'll try not to put you to sleep."