Eventually, Sawyer might ask the stories of those few scars but for now he just enjoys the touch of skin against skin. The fact that this isn't just his body being used. Bishop really is just taking care of him. And when he's clean he feels better, breathes a little easier and looks up to the other after the kiss to his forehead and the promise.

"If it doesn't that would be okay," Sawyer flushes a little. How good it had been is overwhelming, parts of his body still almost too sensitive to have been touched even in the passing cleaning.