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-A sniffle or two happened, as he hid his face in the towel. Nodding-

Okay.

That’d be nice. Uh… What do oranges smell like?

Is it like lavender?

-He asks, another sniffle as he tried to stop his tears from falling. He remembered many different scented soaps and shampoos he often used to help him wash Angel. They tended not to be relative to too many fruit scents.-

“No more crying, hun. It’s gonna be okay.”

Rebecca stood up after softly kissing Heat’s forehead and gently took his hand to guide him to the bathroom. She was thankful that the tub could fill up fast at least.

She popped the body wash cap open and started the water, offering the bottle to Heat.

“Here, come take a sniff before I put it in. It smells nice, I promise.”