She watched his now sightless eyes narrow and cross her direction. She felt him tense up, and the fever heat from his body was palpable. He was sick and needed rest damn it! It was making her angry that he wouldn't listen to her at all. Then he spoke in that Alpha growl and she let out a heavy sigh. He was right. As much as she hated to admit it, he was correct. She was being too much of an Alpha to his own for proper healing. He needed time to adjust and she wasn't helping him in the way he needed.<br/><br/>Basically, if she wanted him to do what she wanted... she was going to have to help him do things in his own way. Well, in a new way that could become something normal. So she stepped back and let him start working on the dishes. She winced a bit as he began to sharpen his claws and knife. But he didn't cut himself, so for that she was grateful. He didn't need anymore wounding to his pride.<br/><br/>As he began to cut up the steaks into nice thick slabs her stomach made a soft growling sound again, and she muttered turning away from the sight of the food. she also plugged her nose and wandered out of the kitchen for a moment until she could control her more base urges. What she came back to made her jaw drop a bit. The kitchen, and the Alpha himself was now a complete mess. She bit her bottom lip to stop from laughing as he had her earlier efforts to drag his heavy canine ass to bed.<br/><br/>Without a word, she simply wet a clean rag with warm water and slipped beneath an arm to start washing his brow off. Her front was pressed against his own in his position, but she pushed the sensation into the background for now.<br/><br/>"Smell Alpha, don't forget it. Your nose can tell you much more than your eyes ever could."<br/><br/>Then done with his face cleaning, she turned and took each of his hands into her own. Then softly pulled at them to go towards each item on the counter. She started with the stove and the location of the knife. "Feel Alpha, and smell. The burners should have a bit of a burnt metal smell to them. The knife with it's wooden handle is out of place."<br/><br/>Then she moved on to the ingredients on the counter, helping him feel the tiles, teaching him to count with his fingers, her smaller hand wrapping around one of his large digits to make it point and feel. " One, two, three, four, this is where the salt and pepper are, on the 4th tile from the edge. If you go one, two, three over from the salt and pepper you get garlic, cumin, and rosemary. Smell their locations."<br/><br/>She carefully guided him through each item on his counter in such a way. It wasn't long before she also showed him how to feel with his toes and smell with his nose to guide him successfully to each thing in his kitchen. The heat from his body sinking into her, and the way his breath stirred the top of her head causing her to shiver once in a while, noticeably. She was wrapped in his scent, and her wolf practically danced in happiness. She didn't understand any of it at the moment.<br/><br/>Finally she moved him to the sink and turned on the water, guiding his hands out to the soap and covering them in it. "You used lotion the last time, smell and feel."  She told him softly her heart beat picking up noticeably as she ran his hands beneath the water. It was very close quarters after all. Never had she been in contact with a male this long before. She suddenly felt like she needed to get away.  "Ah...um, I think you have it now, I will... leave you to it then. Remember the soap from the lotion this time."<br/><br/>At which time she would try to slip from his arms, much the same way she had entered it. Really, he did need to do some of the things on his own. It was only right for his health. At least that is what she was telling herself while she tried to slip away.