Aya goes to the kitchen, and gets hot water, and clean rags, and a roll of gauze. She also breaks a leaf off the aloe plant in the window and gets a little bowl and a knife to shred it. She hauls everything back up the stairs, managing not to spill in spite of hurrying to prevent the water from cooling to tepidity before she gets there.

She plunks the bucket and then everything else down beside the couch. "If you want me to help I'm going to need to see," she says softly.