"Hm. I might understand your position," Zechs said, because - even while knowing nothing about this stranger or his thoughts - it's probably the rare person who would be told that they're dead and required to fuck and decide it was a perfect afterlife. Not impossible, simply rare. "And I sympathize. Just as I sympathize if you've been refusing to cooperate with what the Peacekeeper wants - and how frustrating it must be, now, that the program is attempting to thwart your plans to abstain."

Zechs' own scars, of course, were not visible - not through the button up shirt, vest, jacket, cravat. He had no way of knowing Glenn felt shameful as well about the marks he bore.

He inclined his head toward the stairs. "Without any presumption - we have a shower upstairs. You can use it if you'd like - no strings attached, no expectations made. Except, perhaps, a request that you help out the next person you see when you have the resources to do so."