[ Sharon stops, and Wolfwood stops suddenly with her. His attention goes around them with the knowledge his punisher is in the next room. Not enough space in the bathroom for it.

Then she talks about the shampoo, and Wolfwood looks down. Waste it? He guesses Sharon doesn't entirely understand. He sets the bottle down, but it feels weird summoning shampoo into existence with her there, so nothing happens. ]

Guess you can wash my hair with that. [ He suggests instead. Half a smirk. She might kill him later, but it'd be bad to let it go to waste right? ]