[ for @medicablade - continued from here ]
Fudou is indeed too far gone to have the sense to remove his clothes before washing them or himself. It makes total sense to him to do both at the same time, especially considering he’s spilt his sake on himself and was not having much luck in shakily trying to just wipe it away. He’d paid no real mind to Yagen entering, focused enough on the task at hand.
After a moment of... scrubbing, if it could be called that, Fudou pulls the hem of his shirt out so he can inspect it all. He blows a wet lock of hair from his mouth with a ‘pfbttt’ and realizes that at this point the fabric just all looks wet and he can’t tell if it’s clean or not. He finally looked at Yagen. “Yeahh... Maybe... I need help. Did I get it?”