He lets out a soft chuckle, shaking his head a little as he rids himself of his pants, then shirt, finally tugging off his socks and boxers.

"Rather the opposite. I'm a very weak-willed man right now."

God knows how many times he's managed to refuse an invitation to join Trish in the shower, and yet here he is. At possibly the most complicated of times to be doing this, considering how long it's been since they've been together, touched each other, or even have been near in any way at all. He's trying not to focus too much on that, though, as he steps closer to the shower, waiting for her to make room before he steps under the spray too.