Drake pointed out the bathroom to Astral.
Thank God I have that cleaner come in every now and then. I can't imagine what she'd think if she had to change in a pigsty. That reminds me, I better not let her see my room. Not yet anyways. Then he sat down on the couch opposite from Tigress with a loud groan. "Damn, I'm pretty beat up." Now that he was out of the rain and the adrenaline had died down, all of his wounds were starting to ache. He leaned back slowly, trying to get relaxed now that everyone seemed to be settling in a bit. He heard Angelfire finishing the order and looked up when he asked for the address.
"Tell em to send it to Stone Towers Penthouse Suite. They'll know the one. They should, anyways."
He looked over towards Nightlander and Gauntlet.
I might as well try to make them my friends...Or at least make it less likely for them to want to kill me... "You guys ok over there? Need anything? I got first aid stuff in the bathroom...Actually, I'll probably need that stuff too."
He cupped his hand to his mouth as if he were going to shout. Instead of screaming to Astral, he threw his voice into the bathroom before it could be heard. "Do you mind bringing out the first aid kit in the closet on your way back?" He'd learned that little trick trying to impress the ladies at some of the finer establishments he'd visited. Usually it just freaked them out though.