“Uhm…” Emilia looked at the pitcher that, if you didn’t look too closely, resembled a pitcher of something refreshing. “Taste-wise I think the cooler the better, so whether you want to keep it in the cooler or cast a Chilling Charm on it is really up to you.”
She came to stand right in front of him again, gently smoothing his hair out of the way so she could see the what was left of the wounds more clearly. “You really took a tumble, didn’t you?” she mused, then dropped her gaze to meet his eyes. “I have to make a couple of phone calls and send off some texts, but then I’m all yours and we can spend the next couple of days... doing whatever you want, okay?” Her smile turned slightly impish. “I brought a deck of cards if you want to build a card house, and then I can Heal that up completely, if you’d like.”