"The blanket I used just before is gonna be fine. And a little water from the tap perhaps, that's all." Repeating the same movement she turned on her "eyes" again, ready to do all this by herself<br/>- but then her new blue gaze met his... and that willing warmth she found there quit her flow of words, making her expression softened and her back lean against the pillows again.<br/>"Thank you..." Beautiful Imma whispered finally, giving in and letting him take a little care of her.<br/>After all it wasn't painful at all...