That river in Egypt

With the bottle soap, he scrubbed himself clean. He hoped that maybe if he was really well washed, Rennala would be more likely to take his cage off. He made sure to get in there good, taking his time not to rush. He also paid particular attention to his wrists and ankles, where the cuffs were attached. With the soap he tried to slide them off but of course they didn't budge.

He figured he'd done well enough and rinsed all the suds off of everything. He was dreading turning the water off and stepping out into the cold, especially with the fan on.