Perhaps I should shave him while we bathe? I think...

[He settles in the water between them, leaning out enough to poke at a ledge he dimly remembers crafting. There was a catch or a cache or something...ah! There. He depresses a tile with a soft click and out slides a drawer with a straight razor, soap, and oil for afterward.]

Ah-ha, there it is. I knew I'd always told myself I would, if I had the time, build a bath with something like this inset into the side. I am going to have to remember where I've carved all my stashes in this house now.