buttons produced other basins, tubs, and depressions with attachments she didn't dare consider too thoroughly.
One button filled the room with a blue smoke that made her eyes water and her head spin. At last, an orange button near the bottom of the panel produced a wide showerhead, which began pouring something very similar to the liquid water she was used to.
Quietly hoping it wouldn't kill her, Erena stepped under it. It was cooler than she'd have preferred, and it made her skin tingle like peppermint, but it didn't seem immediately harmful, so she decided to take what she could get, beginning to scrub herself off.
She was just beginning to relax when the door suddenly slid open. She squeaked in surprise, jumping to the far wall, but Shang only sidled inside anyway, ignoring her as he pulled on his suit, dragging it off over his head.
"You're not done yet?" he scolded.
"You said I could take my time!" Erena protested, startled.
"You took too much," he snapped back, dropping his suit on the floor where it dissolved like Erena's had.
"You wash with liquid?" he asked, wrinkling his nose up at the showerhead, "Weird."
He stepped under it anyway, sighing as the water soaked his long hair. He was even more covered in blue blood than before, and it ran off of him in cerulean rivers, cascading down the muscular curves of his body. Erena watched from where she was still huddling against the wall as he adjusted the settings, making the water warmer.
After a moment, annoyed at the interruption but not done showering yet, Erena stepped in behind him, glad the shower head was so big. She tried to wash herself quickly without thinking about the man next to her, but her eyes kept wandering to his sculpted body, all the more gorgeous with water running over his curves. His eyes still seemed distant, his movements distracted.
"You... You missed some," Erena worked up her courage to point out. He looked back at her, frowning in confusion, and Erena, her heart racing, reached up to scrub the blood he'd missed from his cheek herself. He held still, just staring down at her with those piercing dark eyes as she helped him clean.
"You saved my life," she said quietly, running her thumb over his cheek to smudge the blood that had dried there, "More than my life. I don't know what he was planning to do."
"Lay eggs in you, probably," Shang answered frankly. Erena shuddered.
"Thank you," she finished awkwardly, taking her hands from his face, "I owe you a lot."
He caught her hands as she withdrew them, bringing them to his chest with surprising gentleness. Erena blushed, her hands shaking, as he leaned closer to her, tilting his head to kiss her. She turned her head away at the last second, heart pounding, her hands splayed on his chest to hold him back.
He hesitated, and for a moment she could tell he was considering kissing her anyway. Instead, he took a deep breath, shifted to kiss the top of her head instead, and pulled away. He turned his back to her then, returning to washing.
"I'm glad you're alright," he said, his voice gruff.
Erena let the silence linger a little longer while her heart slowed back to its normal speed.
"I'm glad you're alright too," she said after a moment. He didn't respond, but his movements seemed more purposeful now.
Chapter Four
When they'd finished, Shang pressed a button that filled the room with a warm breeze which dried them both in moments. They stepped back out into the living area together and Shang went to get new clothes for them both.
As he dug through his cabinets, Erena couldn't help staring at the pool of blue blood in the center of the room. There were drag marks on the floor now, leading to the balcony.
"Did you just..." Erena bit her lip, trying to think of an alternative, "Toss him out?"
"Yes."
Shang didn't even look up from putting on his suit, tossing Erena hers over his shoulder.
"Won't you get in trouble for that?"
"No."
Erena couldn't tell if he was being sarcastic or