Upon hearing Abir ask, the collector couldn't help but chuckle. "When I have my way, he won't have a choice in the matter. Who knows? You might have a special touch that can actually keep him calm without me having to forcibly keep him in the tub."<br/><br/>It was then that large footsteps could be heard coming out from the carriage. The werecat had come out carrying what appeared to be a large, wooden tub, big enough to fit him if he sat down in it. Inside were also the tools of his 'torture': some bottles of liquid soap, some buckets for collecting water, and a towel.<br/><br/>"Ah, there's a good boy," Alden chuckled, Vitae simply growling in response as he dropped the tub just beside the carriage.<br/><br/>"Right, then... I forget what nearby water sources there are that we can use for his bath. If you'd like, perhaps you could do the honors of collecting some while I make sure Vitae doesn't try to escape?" Alden asked, walking over to the tub to pick up two smaller wooden buckets with handles.