Seishu stays still, letting the doctor clean him up like some toddler, too worn out from the pain and puking to even think to try raising an objection. However, the cleaner he gets, the more the smell starts to get to him. The stench of sweat, blood, bile, vomit, it all mixes together and the guardian has to try and focuses on something else least he start dry heaving again. The something else is easy to come by as Crios moves away from him, over to his still collapsed counterpart. The little banter between the two lifts his spirits, the selfless Enasi seemingly back in place, his underling as belligerent as ever. [i]'That is how things should be. Here, in the realm of dreams, it's okay to talk back. They are safe here, there is no need for strict adherence to rules an orders. . .'[/i]

He watches those skilled fingers work their way over their guardian, the fox man's focus that kind of intense you only find in those of the doctoring profession. Seishu hums softly, keeping his focus on the moment, desperately trying not to think about anything but what is before his eyes right now. He knows he will never be able to erase what happened from his mind, but that knowledge will not stop him from at least pushing them aside until he can deal with them properly. 

As Crios stands after his examination there is a light knock at the door. As he moves off to answer it Seishu catches Enasi's attention. “Oi, I think we could both use a nice refreshing shower, what do you think?” Without even waiting for an answer Seishu pulls himself from bed and totters to his feet. He can feel the positive energy once more pounding against him and knows that Enasi must be recovering with it. Looking to Enasi he toddles over, taking his hand gently in his own, wiping it on his clothes first as to not pass his nasty on to his counterpart. With a light tug he pulls Enasi towards the bathroom attached to his recovery room.

Crios, who had been trying to keep everybody calm but also keep them from charging into the room now that things are starting to feel normal again, looks over towards the movement and lets out a sigh. [i]'Well, if he's strong enough for that, I suppose I can stop worrying so much. And with them out of the room, we can get this place cleaned up'[/i] Turning back to the rabble outside the door he murmurs, “They are getting cleaned up, so I want you all to come in and help me get this place cleaned up. It's kinda a little more gross than when we left.” They all look at him curiously and as the two guardians vanish from sight the gang comes in and begin cleaning. All but Starla and Harper. The two of them remain at the door. They can feel some of the staff beginning to move towards the room and want to be there to head off any trouble.