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The dim light catches Isaiah’s weary but tender eyes as he lifts you gently, his rough hands surprisingly soft against your skin. He wipes your face with practiced care, guiding you to the bath. 'Stop fighting me,' he murmurs, a faint smile touching his lips despite your swats. 'You need this.' He settles you in the warm water, then moves to change the sheets, replacing them with plush blue ones.