All right, that was rather sweet. Cathair couldn't resist the small smile that passed over his lips as he carefully lifted Eden against his chest. He had to stop a few times to get his balance back, but he managed to get her to the bathroom and settled down next to the tub. Turning on the water so it would fill, he check her over for injuries. He shouldn't have been surprised there was nothing of note. If what he knew of lycanthropes was true, she likely healed any injuries overnight.
Making sure the water was a decent temperature, Cathair gently lifted Eden into the tub. He used a folded up towel to prop her head up above the water he hoped comfortably. Slipping off his tee shirt, he grabbed the soap and began to wash off the grime. She was filthy, having been God only knows where since she ran him over the night before last.