[Klayko]

Maor casually hummed to himself as the water to the sink ran. He scrubbed his teeth and tongue for good measure with the toothbrush, electronic in nature. Someone around them, Camilla most likely, seemed to get that they needed some modern advances. After all, wasn't faith a fine invention but science was also important in an emergency as some famous poet put it? His mouth was cleaned properly and it was around that same time heard a voice call out to him.

"Yea," he stated with the brush still in his mouth before spitting everything out. "Just dealing with some problems."

Of course if Ethan walked in, he would see it himself as given what happened to the short male with the growth spurt, Maor had one as well. He rinsed his mouth out with a cold glass of water after doing so with the mouthwash, swishing and gurgling before spitting everything out. He wiped his mouth off with a towel before waddling out the bathroom. It was at that moment, he saw the tears in Ethan's eyes. Clearly, he knew the reasons why. It was now just a second day and they looked like they were ready to pop.

"We're gonna be okay," he said, knowing that was mostly a lie. "Mostly anyways. Maybe we should go see Camilla and try not to lounge around today. Maybe some fresh air will help or even trying to look around."