[ chang geng prides himself on control. prides himself on keeping it contained, on not hurting anyone. seeing marie succumb to herself in the past, and knowing that she was helpless against it when taking buzen's life, rings far too true of what could become of him if he lets it. hallucinations and nightmares could become reality.

he could become marie. he could fall into his own wicked, different as it is from her.

he doesn't want that. he never has. ]

I appreciate it, perhaps more than you know. [ receiving it the way she has, and agreeing to help. chang geng sets aside the towel, moving to take a seat so that it's easier for her. ] Taking care of it now will at least get an early start to what troubles will come from tomorrow...