"You're right, and I already have clean sheets on my untorched bed, so at least you have somewhere to sleep at nights?" Icene grinned, what a fantastic excuse to have him stay with her, "Although I am sorry about your bed, that was a fantastic piece of furniture."
The machine hadn't finished washing, but Icene turned it off anyway and pulled out one of the sheets, using it to line one of the large laundry basket she'd brought down with her. "Right then, that should help cut down on drips, now, how we gonna move Mr Icicle then? Should I refreeze him just to make sure he doesn't melt?"