Ah, but one of us needs to look youthful- and it is a part of his many charms that he seems so young.

[He pats Jack's cheek before he works up a lather, the straight razor in his other hand held steady. The set of his shoulders is loose, languid. Easy. He knows where he is and who he is with- but sudden movements would leave him anxious. Gene, being Gene, catches this easily enough and moves accordingly- hands warm and easy against the knots on his back, bracketing one of is new scars.]

Of course. You are perfectly handsome as you are, Moca, but of the three of us a beard would suit you best.