Shawn let out a soft groan as he was helped to his feet, blinking a few times as things mostly came into focus for him. “Grandpa… Jess… Cyrus…” he repeatedly slowly, leaning against the older man as he kept him up. “I… I am Shawn.” He told him, beginning to feel weak knowing now that he was in a safe place and would get the things that he needed. He did his best to keep up as he was being taken inside and to a room down the hall, making him thankful there were no stairs to try climbing. “Don’t rush… Okay.” He said with a small nod as he left alone. He turned around slowly to look around the room before spotting the tub and slowly made his way over, going slow with his right leg dragging a bit.<br/><br/>His torn and ragged coat hit the ground, his hands shook slightly as he undid the buttons of his dirty and ragged shirt before it hit the ground. He staggered to the tub before sitting on the edge to get his shoes off, the soles worn threw in a few places as he discarded what was left of his socks before finally getting to his pants. He let them hit the floor along with his underwear before he was very carefully moving into the water, sighing happily as he sunk into the wonderful heat of the tub. He closed his eyes as he sunk low, wanting to just enjoy it before washing to go and have the meal that was promised to him.<br/><br/>Shawn’s head was hanging off the edge with an arm, he’d fallen asleep knowing he was safe for the time being. An hour later it was a knock on the door that had his eyes snapping open as he made the water slosh around the tub as he sat up as quick as he could. “Yea?” he called, looking around for something to cover up with and pulled a wash cloth close as he remembered he had yet to wash. “I… I’m nearly done.” He added hesitantly, looking around for the soap.