[He's not feeling well, so this is a lot easier than she thought, being able to move him. He comes with her willingly, so she manages to carry him over, letting him drape all over her smaller body, up until they reach his futon. He's burning up, much more violently than before, and those dreams must have gotten his blood flowing as well.
When they reach his futon, she immediately lies him down, and with the tub of water nearby, possibly used before to try to dress his wounds, she dips a towel into the clear water so that she could try to dab the coolness of water over him. Over his face, his chest, arms and legs, so that he can start to cool down faster.]
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When they reach his futon, she immediately lies him down, and with the tub of water nearby, possibly used before to try to dress his wounds, she dips a towel into the clear water so that she could try to dab the coolness of water over him. Over his face, his chest, arms and legs, so that he can start to cool down faster.]
This will feel much nicer, no?