Krem watched him going through the motions, letting him do it on his own for the moment, while internally shuddering. Damned blood mages...

"You know what, here," he finally sighed, taking the rag back, then taking hold of Cole's wrists and gently lifting his arms up over his head, before starting to actually scrub down their lengths and over Cole's ribs and chest, muttering about nobody having taught him these things yet.