[Of course the other has to look at the blood- but Kel doesn't even know how to get rid of that kind of stains and, hell, if their stuff is just going to disappear what is he even supposed to do? just toss it away and embrace the Tarzan style, running around shirtless full time?

No. Thank you but no.

He raises his hands just a little, trying to focus too much on Sunny's almost aggressive movements against the paper.]

All in one piece, see? My clothes look way worse than me, promise! What about you? I heard you all had a rough time.