Bruce's voice is as gentle as his hands as he keeps clearing Sherlock's face of soap, "No, I won't tell." He soaks the towel again in water to get rid of any soap in it before running it over the boy's face again. "That should do for your face, now just try to get the rest of the ink off, okay?"

He ruffles the midget genius' hair before straightening and turning to Tony, sighing when he sees how rough the kid's being. "Tony, you're going to take off half your face at this rate." He comes closer and stares down at him, amused smile obvious. "Can I help?"