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"Good," Laurel replied, ignoring Kale, "'cause I think it's time you got changed."

Nic's nose twitched a little.

"I doubt they've changed your clothes since you went under three days ago. And you stink," she added.

Nic sniffed a little, seeming to disagree.

"You do," Laurel retorted, she already had a change of close beside her which she had retrieved a little while ago while Blaze was visiting Kale. "I'll help you, c'mon," she motioned for him to try and sit up.

Nic didn't try. "... I'll change after I get out of here," he told her. Even though his expression said a different reason. He already felt vulnerable enough not being able to do anything on his own. The last thing he wanted to do now was show off the scars on his back.

Laurel looked at Nic for a long, silent moment. Then slowly she nodded, "Alright, but we're at least going to wash your face, hands and feet," she decided. She seemed to have expected this outcome as she reached for the basin on water and medical soap.

Nic still seemed to think that he smelled perfectly fine, but it looked like he was willing to accept that compromise.

Laurel nodded, "You'll feel better," she told him as she dipped a soft wash cloth into the water and wrung it out. She gently wiped the sweat off his face, careful to keep his hair and the pillow dry. She also wiped behind his neck and held his head up as she grabbed a dry towel. She paused a moment and then moved to his arms.

That wasn't a part of the negotiation, but Nic couldn't really do anything about it.

Once she was one with his hands she moved to his arms and massaged them a bit, trying to loosen them after being inactive for so long. When she was done she washed his feet off and then began to massage his feet. She was actually very skilled at this whole thing which wasn't all that surprising when one factored in how many years she had watched over her father. But throughout it all, she didn't say a word.

Frei went to find Raven wearing a flower two piece swim suit.

Nic didn't say anything. But every now and then his feet twitched when she was massaging them.

Raven was taking a nap in his room.

Eventually Laurel moved up Nic's legs, working the muscles out, "We should get your legs elevated for a little while," she suggested quietly.

Frei stared at Raven for a long moment before reaching out and tickling his foot.

Nic figured arguing would be a little pointless, so he didn't.

Raven snorted a short chuckle before pulling away his foot and rolling over.

Laurel grabbed a few pillows and propped up Nic's legs before covering him back up with the blanket. "Do you want something to eat?"

Frei punched him in the knee.

Nic shook his head.

That woke Raven up with a little cuss.