He listened to her explanation for the hunt, wanting to chime in about not going alone to hunts, regardless of how easy they are supposed to be.  But, then again…after hunting with her on a few trips since the accident, he knew she wouldn’t be too happy with him asserting that she couldn’t fend for herself.

Followed her into the bathroom, stepping up behind her as she looked into the mirror.  He ran his fingers over her back lightly, now that the light was showing a bit more of the damage from the hunt.  He kissed her shoulder lightly, before stepping around her to the bathtub.  He turned the hot water on, adding a bit of cold to make sure she didn’t end up scorched.

“I think I’m going to stay…”, he muttered, taking off his jacket.  He tossed it into the doorway followed by his t-shirt, “You look like crap.  I feel like crap…and my dad’s mad at me.”

He shrugged his shoulders, while unbuckling his belt, “…C’mon…”

He then kicked toed his boots off his feet, stripping the rest of his pants off and climbed into the bathtub.  It wasn’t the most effective method of bathing, but he was going to inevitably end up wet, anyway, if he was assisting.

“But no funny business.”, he chuckled, splashing a bit of water up onto his head to wet his hair.