Max walked over to where she left his shirt and took off her shirt and pants before changing back into it and getting into bed under the covers. Her body was protesting against her when she`d changed. The wounds from the bullets were going to become scars no doubt about it. The bullets had ten times the effect on her that other weapons had. She was happy they hadn`t started using daggers or anything extreme yet. Max curled into the blankets resting her head on one of the pillows.