The man nodded and held out the towel for Askier to take. "Do not vant you to get hypothermia. Dry self off. Vill get blanket." He walked back over to his potions and turned off the heat. The bright flames underneath them winking out one by one as Alexei turned off the gas. The room was a little darker now. Light came from a candle on the table and the wall lamp made to look like the Lord of the Inferno's head. It had a menacing, fiery glow to it.
Alexei walked to the back of the room and took the blanket from his bed. He folded it up neatly in his arms. It was an unconscious action. He always kept things neat. The bubbling had finally stopped as Alexei reentered the main room. He walked up to Askier and unfurled the blanket. Moving was still not easy, but Alexei was getting used to the lack of sensation in his leg and was adapting. He waiting for Askier to finish drying off before draping the woolen blanket over his shoulders.
"How are doing?"
Alexei walked to the back of the room and took the blanket from his bed. He folded it up neatly in his arms. It was an unconscious action. He always kept things neat. The bubbling had finally stopped as Alexei reentered the main room. He walked up to Askier and unfurled the blanket. Moving was still not easy, but Alexei was getting used to the lack of sensation in his leg and was adapting. He waiting for Askier to finish drying off before draping the woolen blanket over his shoulders.
"How are doing?"
