A shock to the system, getting up and remembering himself again, needles of insecurity and embarrassment at what he looks like. (Surely this cannot be a handicap forever, but he had a lot of time for these self-image issues to settle in, alright.) Bullied into submission by the past hours, the still-stick evidence of it, by Louis reaching out to bring him along for more contact, more closeness.

Alright, alright.

He follows him, presumably to the bathroom, where he clings to the notion of this being fine and does not look at himself in the mirror. The absurdity of being shy despite all they've done.

Daniel wants to touch him, feel him under warm water, help him get clean. Carefully wash away the mess they've made, but not forget it.