Mal blinked in surprise as she struggled to pull on her jeans. He made a face and took a deep breath, scenting embarrassment, grief, fear, and pain. Physical pain. She was hurting somehow. He turned and went into his room, leaving her by herself for a few moments while he grabbed what he needed. He returned with a pair of warm, dry sweatpants, some Tylenol, and a glass of water.
He set the pants on the couch beside her, politely averting his eyes from where her wet underwear was see-through, and put the water and medicine on the table. "I brought you here because to do anything else would mean death. No one will hurt you here. Except maybe Dunbar, but he's pretty weak. He can't do much more than toss insults around." He straightened and ran a hand over his wet hair, looking kind of uncomfortable.
"I'm sorry it all happened this way. There are other humans here, though mostly it's just children that wandered in and some old man that has dementia. I think there is one guy about your age." He took a step back. "Anyways, you just take awhile to calm down. Take that Tylenol and put on those sweatpants. You can take a shower if you'd like, and the guest room is at the end of the hallway." He paused, wanting to say something else but not knowing what it was. So he just went back to his bedroom, leaving her there.
He set the pants on the couch beside her, politely averting his eyes from where her wet underwear was see-through, and put the water and medicine on the table. "I brought you here because to do anything else would mean death. No one will hurt you here. Except maybe Dunbar, but he's pretty weak. He can't do much more than toss insults around." He straightened and ran a hand over his wet hair, looking kind of uncomfortable.
"I'm sorry it all happened this way. There are other humans here, though mostly it's just children that wandered in and some old man that has dementia. I think there is one guy about your age." He took a step back. "Anyways, you just take awhile to calm down. Take that Tylenol and put on those sweatpants. You can take a shower if you'd like, and the guest room is at the end of the hallway." He paused, wanting to say something else but not knowing what it was. So he just went back to his bedroom, leaving her there.