[Wanda gives him a once-over. The polite assessment is that he's seen better days. The accurate assessment is that he needs a bath and his clothes need help. A lot of help. She frowns, considering.]
Stay still.
[She points at him, and a wave of red energy shimmers down his body. It turns out that cleaning someone is far, far easier (and faster) than healing them, and that fixing his clothes is trivial.]
Better. You can come in.
[She's going to let him go first, not because she doesn't trust him not to bolt but because her tail is extremely in the way in the closer quarters of her apartment. Eventually he's going to have to be careful not to step on her.]
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Stay still.
[She points at him, and a wave of red energy shimmers down his body. It turns out that cleaning someone is far, far easier (and faster) than healing them, and that fixing his clothes is trivial.]
Better. You can come in.
[She's going to let him go first, not because she doesn't trust him not to bolt but because her tail is extremely in the way in the closer quarters of her apartment. Eventually he's going to have to be careful not to step on her.]