After the Icky [open to the household and likely visitors]
After drugging and stitching Johnny, Ali left him in the bathroom with a fresh change of clothes and orders to avail himself of the hot bath she'd drawn. She didn't stay, wanting to give the poor boy his privacy, so she went out into the bedroom she'd given him to clean up. Fishing gauze out from under the Victorian furniture was never fun. Tossing a handful into the garbage bag, she sat back on her heels with a sigh. "You okay in there Johnny?"