"How about your body? Is there anywhere that still feels uncomfortable?" Suzy asked again.
"I feel much better now," Mark replied.
"Then get up and freshen up. After breakfast, I'll drive you to the base," Suzy said.
Mark nodded upon hearing her words.
"By the way, here are some clothes. They might not fit perfectly, but put them on for now."
Suzy pulled a neatly folded set of clothes from a drawer and handed them to him—something she had retrieved from her spatial realm. During her earlier free-for-all supply sweeps, she had collected plenty of clothing in all sorts of sizes, both men's and women's, which came in handy right about now.
As for Mark's original clothes, she had stashed them in her spatial realm. The cleansing talisman had stripped them far too clean, and fearing it might spark his suspicion, she decided against returning them to him.
Mark took the clothes, looking a little dazed for a beat before squeezing out a response: "...Thank you."
