And this is the face of her being completely convinced. After a while, she indeed need to soak it. Pulling the bowl closer, she wondered what to do with the surely sleeping John. She started gently pulling the washcloth away, laying him down in the process, head in her lap. With a shake of her head, she soaked the washcloth and places it back against his forehead, relaxing back against the couch.

She likely wouldn't be going anywhere any time soon.