Mickey sniffed at Nic's neck. "No, but a little shower never hurt anyone. I also have a turtleneck or some cover-up in my room, if you want to cover up the hickies."
She turned to Wendi. "I have no idea. But he's here."
Seeing him stir, Mickey noticed the blood. "Be right back," she walked over to the kitchen sink, grabbing a washcloth and running some warm water over it, before walking back over to Dr. Fate and crouching down to dab at the blood.
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