Su-jin didn't expect a lot of help getting the wolf upstairs. He was weak and tired, probably three days starved, if not more. He didn't know the specifics of how werewolves dealt with the moon, or how soon it affected them. All he knew for sure was what he saw right now.

The only difficulty he had was due to their height difference. Silvio's weight was no bother, but he did feel bad practically dragging his taller friend up the stairs. But once he managed, he brought Silvio to his bed and laid him out there. If not a bath, Su-jin could at least get a warm, wet cloth and help clean his face and uninjured skin.

But first... "How long since you've eaten?" He brought supplies and ingredients for soups and stews. If Silvio hadn't eaten in a span of days, he would need something light to break his fast.