Truce

-Karen-

"Look at you, giving orders…" he replied through an exhale. “I don't feel well." I dipped the rag and wrung out half the water, making sure to cool off his scalp, too. “That feels good. Thank you." I didn't reply, but I smirked at him. He caught my hand as I went to sponge his face off. "I like that dress on you… Is that new?"

I snickered as I switched the rag to my free hand. "Yes… My kind Master gave it to me even though I think he's too generous." I dipped the rag as he let go of my hand. I unbuttoned his shirt enough to start cooling him down more. I placed the cloth on his chest and fanned it with my hand.

He gasped at the temperature change. "That feels good."

Bart returned with two bottles of water and a small sprig of mint. I set one bottle on the table as they watched me crush the mint as best I could. I opened the bottle, stuffed it in the mint, and shook it for about five minutes. After it was mixed enough, I helped Conor drink it. He made a face at the taste that m