[Poggio]

As the doctor left the room helping Ambrosia, Galvin wondered if he should leave. The doctor would not be able to stop him and he was abandoning his duties for a man that did not care. He closed his eyes taking a deep breath and as the strange sounds from the bathroom grew louder, Galvin turned to help the doctor. He walked into the room and put Ambrosia's arm around his shoulder. He helped the man relieve his bowels as the doctor ran a warm bath for him. Once the good doctor finished, he helped Ambrosia over to the tub. He started to bath the other as he listlessly sank beneath the warm waves. The doctor abandoned him with a luffa and some soap. He found himself smirking. “Just image if the doctor could not fix you and you had to live your life each day like this. My brother would find it amusing.” He lightly brushed his hand over the alabaster chest breathing angrily beneath him. At least he was merciful enough to put his enemies out of their misery, it was painful to watch the man he loved struggle to raise his fist. “What would you like me to tell Maia? If you write it down, I will deliver it to her.”