*devin stepped in the shower and began to wash himself off with the warm water, he made sure that he was extra careful with the wound*
(.... Wow, that's cold. Also, you just murdered like three characters. Unless... you know... timey-wimey stuff happens. >->)
Zanthe gently stirred the soup a bit, listening to the sounds of the forest outside and the running water upstairs. "Hmm... should be done soon," she said to herself, tasting the soup a little with a separate spoon. Setting the spoon down, she took a moment to smell her fur and decided that, once Devin was done, she would also take a shower.
And then Devin will see me as I a... Zanthe blushed darkly and focused on preparing the soup and sandwiches she had decided to make up.