Clare nodded and, with the utmost care, set out a towel over the passenger seat, helped Alka into said seat, gently and carefully got the wheelchair into the back, closed the doors, and carefully got into the driver's seat. "Alright... Tell me what to do," she said, glad that the car had an open driveway ahead of it.
Daisy smiled and nodded. "Sounds like a plan," she said. "Do you want to regenerate your skin and fur first?"
(Well. Apparently, I missed everyone.

We'll see. Goodnight, Talia.)