He had had a lot of time to metabolize the notion of Wilson being the one, given the sheer amount of time to himself between experiments at the Hive. It didn't entirely feel real until now doing something so informal but potentially intimate as bathing each other. Of course, it was just like time to discuss plans of action at the same time, but who were they to miss an opportunity? Despite everything, he would keep his survival paramount.

"I can disappear for that long or longer if necessary," he informed Wilson softly. "There are plenty of bolt holes that I know about, and they should still be perfectly safe as long as Rollins isn't out and about. If he is, my options are a little more limited."

He did close his eyes, tipping his head forward and annoyed by the length of his hair at this point. It was over his ears, and he disliked that so much and fell over his eyes if he let it. The question caused him to hum softly, a soothing omega sound.

"As long as it's safe for us, yeah. Besides, I suspect you'll learn bond tracking if you have to, right?"