Oliver had forgotten that there were people on standby to help with things like medical aid. He smiled when a maid appeared to escort him to them, and nodded, following happily. That was a lot better than having to put up with a black, blue, and purple torso for however long it took for such extensive bruising to heal. The healers were in the same general direction as the baths too, so that was convenient. He couldn't remember who'd come up with that, but he figured they deserved a commendation for their design skills. That thought didn't stick around long, though, as he was soon confronted with the sight of the witch who looked like she was supposed to be the one to heal him. She jumped up at the sight of the Paladin, and immediately grabbed his hand. Clearly someone had asked her to be ready. He could feel the positive energy flowing through him, and it was only a few seconds before he was feeling better than he had prior to the fight.

"Thank you." he said with a smile when the woman let him go. 

"My pleasure." she replied with a wink. He left as quickly as was polite after that, wondering if that was Sanguine's doing. She didn't strike him as the paranoid type, but she had been awfully worried about everything lately. He decided not to sweat it, and focused on his next goal. To get cleaned up, and maybe do some relaxing. 

Before he got there, though, he was interrupted by another of the many maids, this one informing him that the Guild Master was currently bathing and that he should wait fifteen minutes if he wanted to talk to her. "I, actually just want to take a bath." he offered in reply, and the woman changed her course immediately. 

"Right this way!" she led the way to the other bathing room. He hadn't seen any gender-specific labels, but he supposed it made sense. The maid darted into the room and started up the magical water heater, before laying out everything he could possibly need to wash up. "Are you going to require assistance, Ser Oliver?" She asked as he began undoing the myriad of straps that held his gear onto his body.

"No, I think I will be fine. Thank you, though. That will be all." he replied. The last thing he needed was Sanguine getting the wrong impression, now that he could actually touch her. The maid left with another bow, and he was left to figure out how to put out the water heater on his own. Thankfully, it was a fire-based contraption, so all he had to do was snuff out the flames with his own power. Not the best way of doing things, but he wasn't trained in the art of operating magical artefacts. Once he was naked, and the water had reached the right temperature, he quenched the fire and slipped into the hot water. For a moment, he forgot that he was supposed to be actually cleaning himself, and just relaxed in the hot water. Even in a strange world, surrounded by strange people, he could still enjoy a hot bath with no issues...