Sorcery for sorcery.

Those words couldn't sound anymore intense in her ears. She tried pushing her focus to just bathing him but it seemed he was not going to make things easy for her.

While still applying soap to his body, Gabriel would talk a handful of hair and sniff the hell out of it. 

"You smell nice, my love." He complicated.

"Thank you. Please close your eyes, I am about to wash your face." She said.

He didn't protest as he did exactly as she said. This gave Eliza a better experience to feel his face. With precise movement, she trailed her finger from his forehead, then to his eyes down to his chin. 

But she only did this on the good part of his face with the fear that he might experience pain, she dared touch the other half. But at the same time, she just couldn't ignore that part of his face; it needed to be cleaned up. 

In the next moment, her determination was settled as she touched that part of his face in the most careful possible way.