She gazed up at him in relief as he ported them to the shower, disrobing and tossing her bloodied clothing into a heap to be disposed of.  She washed off all the blood, scrubbing her skin raw.  Fortunately she wasn't -that- viscous with cleaning Drake up, though she did do it for him.  She was surprised he hadn't gone loopy yet, knowing how much venom was working through his veins.<br/><br/>She had just stepped out of the shower as he spoke, and she wrapped a fluffy towel around her body, damp strands of richly colored hair falling around her face as she eyed him. "So I guess snapping her neck is a no?  Tempting..  I'll think about it.  Right now..  just want to wash that bitches bloody taste out of my mouth..  " she sighed, stepping towards him, and curling her arms around him.  she was shaking as she held him close.<br/><br/>"I have never been so mad in my life..  "