The redheaded Foxian looked at Caelus as she opened up the door and smiled. She was covered in borisin blood and whatnot. But her teal eyes shined insanely bright. "Sorry about this, I just got back from de-Borisin-ing the Shackling Prison. What can I do you for Mr. Galactic Baseballer?"
You know. Part of him wonders if they should have a long talk on matters like this. Seeing his Xianzhou hotel room be marked with blood feels like the precursor to a murder scene, the mere fact she looked so energized on the other hand while being drenched in the primal fluids of life was a call for concern. Then again, he can only imagine how many passerbys she avoided might've screamed from catching a mere glance at her!
"Get you bathed up immediately that's what! You're gonna become known as the Scarlet Heiress from how many people you'd wind up freaking out here!" He exclaims, his phone tossed one way and some manga towards another direction as he stomped up onto his feet. Moseying over towards her, a few suspicious glances were drawn behind her before he lashed over towards the entrance like a blight, locking it up to ensure no Cloud Knights would immediately be upon the premises.
Then again. Maybe they're used to him having wayward visitors?
"Listen. Much as I'd love to catch up on you being a professional butcher to the riff raff out there, a natural calling as a companion says to ensure you're in top form. Do you-- Y'know just always be that natural with blood?" He says, immediately opening up the bathroom door, some towels magically forming in the support of his arm.
