Jason put both hands on her head and in doing so, gathered up the brain-leash. It flowed back into his hands leaving her natural (yet unnaturally-colored) hair to its own devices.<br/><br/>He drew her to a standing position once again. "Go cleanup," he said, "and make yourself dressed for the outside world, hm?" It didn't really matter what she wore, as their next stop would be the clinic anyway. they just had to get there.<br/><br/>He freshened up himself and waited by the door, in time to receive a package that he rested inside the door... something for later.