It seemed it didn't take long for the other to be asleep, not that Amell was surprised. He watched him a moment longer before leaving the room, though he left the light on so that he wouldn't have to constantly turn it on and off when he came to check on him. But as he returned to the front entry he sighed... There was a lot of cleaning to be done, and so the next few hours were spent doing exactly that. He tossed the bloodied rags into the laundry as well as his clothes and those of his surprise visitor... Though honestly, he wasn't sure that the blood was going to come out of anything.<br/><br/>Next, after washing himself up in the shower and getting a change of clothes came washing the floor and moving the sword to a closet, and he even doused the front step with some water before deciding it no longer looked like a murder scene in his home. Next, he decided would have to be ensuring he had something for the other when he awoke, glad that he had some fruity sports drinks on hand and enough ingredients for some soup.<br/><br/>He spent the remaining hours of the early morning on cooking, checking on the injured man often enough to perhaps be considered overkill. Each time he walked in he was relieved to see him still breathing... though he noted an odd hue around the other's frame. Was he seeing things?  Possibly... But it couldn't make his night any weirder or less believable he decided, and so he simply decided to wait for the other to wake to try and figure out more of what was going on with his new companion in insanity.