He snickered. "Slow down, Khemrys, you can barely walk without pain. I have to see to Jean Claude and then I'll come back. Take some time to rest and heal up, ok? And I can try to get you up to speed on the Who's Who of preternatural St. Louis."

He scanned her perched in the chair in her too-large borrowed clothing. "Maybe we can find some clothes online that you like and order them so you have something more comfortable to wear."