I didn’t expect Arran to follow me but as I landed on the stream’s bank and let my body reform into my human shape, Arran landed beside me. I stood from my crouch with the bloody rags in my hands and looked at him only briefly before wading in. I wanted to wash myself too, before heading into town.
“Don’t you think you should perhaps rest..?” Arran trailed off. I raised a brow at him.
“Isn’t that what I’ve done all day?” I questioned, and he frowned.
“No.” Without another word, Arran sloshed his way towards me without even undressing first. He took the soaked rags from me and gestured with his chin towards the stream’s bank.
“Go sit.” I instructed.
“I was intending to wash myself-”
“Then do it and sit. No arguments.” Arran cut me off. Although the words were not meant to be harsh, I
