"It sounds ideal," he mused wistfully. But he had Tiras for balance -- a wanton monster to his hesitant one. He'd be lost without Tiras... not to mention in a lot of danger. He could only imagine how difficult it must be for Silvio without his pack to see him through times like this.

He continued wiping Silvio's skin clean, especially careful around his wounds. He made his way down each arm, over his abdomen, and then jumped to his legs. No sense in making things uncomfortable. Once he was ready, Silvio would have a proper bath anyway.

"I feel like my partner provides that for me. Balance. I doubt I'd still be alive without him."