[ Drake helps him off with it, carefully as he can. The shredded, bloody shirt winds up in the bathroom trash can and then Drake's grabbing another washcloth, wetting this one with just water and turning back to Ephemera to clean him up. He wipes the other man's face off gently, then kneels in front of him and keeps going, the cloth rapidly soaking up red. ]
What about you? Any aesthetic mistakes in your past?
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[ Drake helps him off with it, carefully as he can. The shredded, bloody shirt winds up in the bathroom trash can and then Drake's grabbing another washcloth, wetting this one with just water and turning back to Ephemera to clean him up. He wipes the other man's face off gently, then kneels in front of him and keeps going, the cloth rapidly soaking up red. ]
What about you? Any aesthetic mistakes in your past?