Wanda looked him over for a place that wasn't bloody or bruised and, finding none, she dropped her hands into lap. She tilted her head and rested it against his. "Let me do something for you. I need to take care of you." She moved away and strode to the bathroom, turning on the tap to fill the tub with hot water. "Take a bath, wash off the blood. I'll find you some clothes and something to eat." Again she wiped at her eyes, her fingers covered with the dark streaks of her mascara. A glance in the mirror told her she would have to reapply her make up before she went anywhere and she set about this task to distract her, glancing at Pietro's reflection in the glass.