Abi helped him up, just in case he forgot his own legs again or how to work them. If she could, she would put his mind at ease but maybe there was just no quick fix for an easy night's rest. Well. It was midday but naps were just as helpful.
Stepping into the bedroom, Abi pulled off her cotton dress and cracked the joints of her legs and arms before pulling on a some cotton shorts and a vest top since she was overheated and sticky already. A shower could wait for when she woke up next though and soon she joined Hemingway under the covers, the coolness of them providing a little relief from the heat.