[L moves like someone who's dizzy and can't quite feel his feet. He picks his way along the hallway, hands grasping along the wall to keep him steady and moving in a straight line, and he stays up. The bathroom isn't far, just a few doors down, and he pushes open the door and flicks on the light. Fortunately, his doppel didn't come here, so they're alone.
The fixtures are old and it's slightly drafty, with a window propped open on the opposite wall. There's a row of sinks and a cupboards for linens and medicine, and he swings one of these open and removes a very high-quality and complete first-aid kit and several washcloths, setting them on the nearby counter as he goes to the sink and splashes his face with cold water, rubbing vigorously, doing whatever he can to shake the lingering effects of the drugs.
Still dripping, he beckons Cesar over, wetting a washcloth with warmer water and wringing it out.]
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The fixtures are old and it's slightly drafty, with a window propped open on the opposite wall. There's a row of sinks and a cupboards for linens and medicine, and he swings one of these open and removes a very high-quality and complete first-aid kit and several washcloths, setting them on the nearby counter as he goes to the sink and splashes his face with cold water, rubbing vigorously, doing whatever he can to shake the lingering effects of the drugs.
Still dripping, he beckons Cesar over, wetting a washcloth with warmer water and wringing it out.]