Uhh... I need, to finish up, first. [Sobbing while hiding in the hot water, while a little bit cathartic, hasn't done much for losing the grime, and caked blood, and stray rice grains these last days (how many?) have left him with.
But all the cleaning instructions recommend hot water and soap, and soap's the thing still missing from this equation. He scrabbles for the soap bar, lathers up his hand and presses it gently to his side, wincing at the suds sting in the wounds there.]
...G-give me a few more minutes. And I could, uh, use another pair of hands. And eyes. [Yes, in short.
One of the fortunate things is that all the worst injuries are up in his ribcage and head, so he can wrap up in one of those towels and figure out if it's worth washing the pajamas now, or later, or... just getting a different set. But first he needs to finish trying to get clean.]
and he doesn't want to think about much of any of it
But all the cleaning instructions recommend hot water and soap, and soap's the thing still missing from this equation. He scrabbles for the soap bar, lathers up his hand and presses it gently to his side, wincing at the suds sting in the wounds there.]
...G-give me a few more minutes. And I could, uh, use another pair of hands. And eyes. [Yes, in short.
One of the fortunate things is that all the worst injuries are up in his ribcage and head, so he can wrap up in one of those towels and figure out if it's worth washing the pajamas now, or later, or... just getting a different set. But first he needs to finish trying to get clean.]