Louis couldn't say how he survived the ordeal, every inch of Henri's skin was hypersensitive and there was that maddening scent of his. After successfully getting Henri's temperature down from scalding temperatures, the Omega gradually quietened down until his eyes slowly opened.
"Henri?" Louis called softly, tossing the wet towel into the bowl of water.
Henri felt like he had been sitting underwater for a long time, he blinked slowly at the familiar face of Louis hovering over him, trying to figure out how he had gotten himself into this situation.
The last thing he remembered doing was... right! Going out for some fresh air. Had he fallen asleep on the bench? Who then brought him to his room? He looked around, his heavylidded gaze landing on Claude who was standing at an awkward distance - that added up.
"Louis?" Henri responded, his voice a little croaky.
