Dire Wolf Devil
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Graham put him down on the chair before taking off Dei's shirt off and wrapped him in a dry towel. He then did the same before sitting down with the wrapped towl around him. "Gods!"
Dei-Loki gripped either end of the blanket, keeping it clung to his body as he watched the table.
Reaver heavily exhaled, taking the wet shirts before bringing them to the laundry room and then returning once more. He'd then sigh softly. "Y' guys want something warm t' drink? Maybe settle yer nerves a bit?"