"I'll be dandy right here in this tub," he jokes with a mirthless little smile. It's probably need outriggers at the very least before he can row himself anywhere.

Doc's shoulders rise for about half a second at the unexpected touching of his hair, and a slow breath out gets him relaxed again.

"Are you going to give me a city boy haircut?" he asks. It's actually quite soothing, having someone ruffle or card through his hair. Puts him in a bit of a relaxed little lull.

"I wouldn't look distinguished, with short hair and no moustache. Even if I would blend in better with you all."