Much like before, he didn't say anything at first, he silently lifted her up from her wheelchair with an arm beneath her leg and the other supporting her back. Then, as he was carrying her up the stairs, he said, "When everyone is dead you learn from yourself."
Stepping inside the bathroom, he lowered her down on the stool slowly. "I'll start you a bath, do you think you can manage to get inside by yourself, without busting your head open again?" His back was to her now, the water running. The tub was elegant pink quartz crystal like the sinks , he'd even thrown rose petals inside.
For once she could relate to him. When everyone important to you was dead, who was left to really teach you how things should be? It wasn't an excuse to be an asshole, but Ari could be a little easier on him. Or try. "I have a concussion, my legs aren't broken. I can manage."
