Henry, this is really going to start to stink if you don't try to clean it up...

[ It must say something about their relationship if Otonashi knows well enough not to question the source of the blood, or its purpose. Albeit reluctantly, he accepts that these are his working conditions and drops his bag to the floor beside the mage.

Henry is who he is. ]

Okay. I washed up as much as I could before I made the trip. I need you to open up so I can see what's going on in there.