Luciel still doesn't feel someone touching him, so he wanted to punch whoever it was, but he couldn't move his hands like he wanted to, so he opened his eyes even though he was still sleepy.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Treyton wiping himself with a towel. It seemed that Treyton just washed him up.
He just slept without even cleaning himself up because he doesn't have strength left after fighting all the zombies and mutant dogs that came to the laboratory.
Thankfully, it seemed that Treyton had a conscience and washed him up already.
"Oh, you woke up? That's good. Do you want to wipe your body yourself?" Treyton asked.
"No, you continue. I don't have any strength right now. All my muscles are sore; give me a painkiller," Luceil said while frowning a bit.
Luciel really couldn't move himself any longer. He just tried raising his hands, and they were already aching, even though he didn't even succeed in moving his hands up.