Mia's POV
Sol walked into the bathroom as I began to sit down beside the bathtub. I watched him as he surveyed the room around me. His eyes landed on the pile of bloodied clothes on the floor.
To my surprise, Sol picked up the clothes from the floor and went before I could blink. He was back inside the bathroom the next moment without the bloodied clothes. I was shocked that he had done something like that. Maybe he knew it was making me uncomfortable to be in a room with the bloodied objects.
He grabbed a smaller towel from the side of the bathroom and began wringing the water out from my hair.
"You're going to get sick if you don't put on something warm," he told me softly. I shook my head.
"Vampires don't get sick." I shot him a cheeky grin despite myself, but he shook his head in return.
"Humans do."