She arrived at the stream, and was there for about a minute or so, before Ashley approached.

"I'm here." he said.

"Mister Yuri said that he was staying behind, said he needed to do something." he told her.

"But anyway, I'm here, as you told me to be." he went on.

"What do you want?" he asked.

Ashley looked over at the clothes, examining them for a few seconds, before looking back at her and nodding.

"Yeah." he said.

"They look like they will." he told her.

"Just tell me what you want me to do." he then said.

"Undress, get in the stream, lay down, I will do whatever." he said further, an underlying obedience to his tone.

"So what shall I do first?" he asked.

Without saying a word, Ashley undressed, stripping his clothing. He then turned towards the water, and started to walk into it, not even caring about the temperature.

He then paused for a moment, and looked back at her.

"You want my head above water, or below?" he asked.

"Just.... is this going to be breath-holding exercises or something, or do you want to be able to see me?"

Ashley nodded in response.

"Okay." he said.

He then stepped further out into the stream, before dunking below the surface. He was under there for a few seconds, before coming back up and looking at Aimee.

"All right." he told her.

"I'm ready." he said.

"Do whatever you need to do, and tell me whatever you need ME to do."

Ashley promptly sat down where he was, and allowed Aimee to massage the shampoo into his scalp and hair.

As she did, he relaxed considerably and noticeably... and Aimee could see that this was probably a very rare occasion for Ashley.

"Wow." he said.

"This feels really really good." he told her.

"My head and hair feel a lot less heavy." he went on.

This, one one hand, didn't make sense due to wet hair being heavier than dry hair... but with the amount of dust and dirt that was coming off of his head, it made a depressing amount of sense.

"Okay then." Ashley responded.

With that, he dunked his head under the water, and she saw him fumbling and messing about with it... and he was under the water for close to a full 4 minutes, before he surfaced again, gasping for air.

"HAAAAH!" he exhaled, before looking at Aimee.

"Oh, sorry." he apologized. "I forgot this wasn't an underwater drill." he admitted.

"But is my hair ok?" he then asked her.

"....I do?" Ashley asked, taking the cloth and soap.

"Really?" he asked further.

"It never seemed to be good enough for Mistress." he said. "No matter how long I was underwater, whenever I came back up for air, she would scold me and push me back under." he went on.

"It wasn't fun, and it kinda hurt." he muttered.

"But that was good?" he then asked, his voice sounding like it was desperate for approval.

"........" Ashley was silent for a moment.

"Huh." he muttered.

"I didn't know that." he said.

He then proceeded to quickly clean himself, but he managed to get all the dirt off of himself. He got himself all clean, before stepping out from the stream.

"All right, done." he told her.

"Do you need me to do anything special to help you tend to my wounds?" he asked.

Ashley promptly made his way over towards her, and sat down.

"All right." he said.

He then lifted his arms to let her do so, and she saw that he was in remarkable physical shape... especially for a child. He wasn't super muscular or anything, but she could see that his muscles were definitely toned and tight... however, she also saw countless scars of varying freshness, some standing out as having been incurred within the past few months, others so faded they had to have been years and years old.

"Use whatever you need to." he then said.

"I can resist a lot of pain from stinging liquids and stuff." he told her proudly.

As she applied the various ointments and creams to him, she noticed that Ash winced a number of times... but overall, he was being very still and well-behaved.

"Yeah." he replied, meeting her gaze.

"Thank you." he said to her.

"You have a really nice, soft, and warm touch." he said further.

"I feel a lot better now."