Sara tried hard to push Hank's chest away and said, "I'll bathe myself!"
Hank leaned against the wall of the bathroom with one hand and watched Sara push him like a small animal, but he still stood firmly.
"..." Sara felt like he was an ant trying to shake a tree.
Hank said, "Uncle shouldn't have used water on you. I'm just apologizing to you and taking a bath. If you don't agree, aren't you going to forgive me?"
Sara: "..." Who would apologize to others for the sake of a bath?! They would definitely be treated as perverts!!
She was so angry that her eyes turned red. "If you don't get out of my way, I'll bite you!"
Hank looked at her for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed her chin. He didn't use much force, but he forced Sara to open her mouth. He sized her up carefully for a while, as if he was observing Sara's teeth. A few seconds later, he smiled and said, "Okay, it doesn't taste bad. Just bite it."
Sara: "!!"
How irascible!