He refused to let himself stare, because if he looked at the gauze and bandages for too long then he'd start to think about what was under them and how the wounds had been inflicted - which wouldn't be the least bit helpful. Luckily the sight of her in his clothes was distraction enough. "I completely forgot I lent you an outfit. You look better in my own clothes than I do," he added, grinning.
Cole's instinct was, as always, to lock the door after closing it. "Did you think I wouldn't have?" It seemed like an eternity since their age difference had been a major concern. Living alongside murderers and reincarnated fables had, if nothing else, done wonders for his perspective.