“Well then you should think of us before you go off and do something incredibly stupid” He suggested, a clear hint of displeasure in his tone but the anger was cooling as he finished clearing the wounds with the warm rag. LaCroix stood up from the bed and moved back to the bathroom, rising out the blood, before returning in the room.
LaCroix exhaled a sigh as he took his seat with her once more, taking note immediately of her inability to stay awake. “I must say drinking certainly doesn’t agree with you...Here…lay down…easy…easy.” Gently he helped her to lie down on the bed, lifting her legs that he set in his lap so he could remove her shoes, leaning down on them to set her shoes on the floor next to the bed. With care he eased her legs back on the bed, allowing those silken digits to brush those appendage ever so lightly in gentle massage as he observed her relax.