I will endeavor not to, I assure you.

[ True to his word, he keeps a respectable amount of distance between them as he takes a seat, though he's still working to balance his plate in his grip. He hasn't felt this spoiled in some time, even if the spoiling has mostly been relegated to food and paltry compliments.

At the stranger's question, his gaze drops back to his own clothes, feeling ever the sorry sight for traipsing through mud to get here. ]

As difficult it is to say no to a bath, I am aware how uncomfortable it is to invite a stranger into your home without knowing whether or not he'll be friend or foe.

[ Or to be the one invited to a stranger's home without knowing much about the city and its inhabitants. Like whether or not this one intends to hold a knife to his throat and rob him off what little possessions he has left. ]

That isn't to say that I don't appreciate the offer, but I would feel terrible putting you in that situation, unless you intended to point me towards a public bath.

[ As on edge as Joshua is being in a strange world without allies, he is honestly tempted by either offer just so he can feel clean again. ]