[While he settles she mixes the soap. One for his body, another for his hair. The formulas different. Yet they'll both get the same mixture of scent. Something to do while the tub fills. She pauses only for a moment to run her fingers through his hair to gauge just how bad of a case she's working with.

Ah, yeah. It's pretty nasty. She'll pull her hand away with a frown, but not before simply pushing his bangs out of his face. The oil in his hair keeping it slicked back naturally. Hm. She'll want to wash that too. His cheeks could probably use a good exfoliation.]

If you show me maybe I can do it. The crest engraved on me by Aetos allows me to have greater proficiency with Harmonized magics. It may not be an immediate fix, but perhaps with gentle nurturing over time the crack will heal like a wound?