Soon all the dried on blood had been scrubbed away. All that was left was to clean the source. Small incisions, that made her frown. "Was I really this rough..?" She asked aloud as she washed him. She tensed as she started to have to apply more pressure to get into the wound properly to clean it. It pained her to do it. She jumped and consequentially swept roughly across his back with the loofa when he had at her ass with his hand. She nearly slipped as well before she held herself tight to his arm. Nestling it between her breasts before she was able to relax as he massaged instead of slapping.<br/><br/>She warily started back up on cleaning him. Giving glances over to him every now and again as she tried to avoid<em>further</em>surprise. She gave him a weird look when he said what he did. "My breasts are so<em>small</em>, I can't imagine<em>anything</em>lasting a week in dealing with them." She said. As she felt her breasts weren't that big of a deal.<br/><br/>She caught his wink and furrowed her brows, wondering what it was supposed to mean before she quickly came to know just what he meant. Biting her lip as she wished his hand had<em>stayed</em>there, since she couldn't manage to rub herself when she was busy washing him up.<br/><br/>Her face drew a blank when he said he loved her. She wondered if she would ever get used to it. Then, she remembered how<em>she</em>had ended up saying the same thing to him in the heat of the night.<em>Did he remember?</em><br/><br/>"Did you hear what I said last night..?" She asked curiously. She couldn't make up her mind on whether she wanted him to have heard it just yet or not as she waited on him.