He went back to the kitchen, filled a pot with hot water, returned, and wiped her sweat-soaked face with a cloth, then softly said, "Let me clean you up."
Aldana Candi didn't quite catch what he said at first, until Philip Shaw leaned over and undressed her.
Aldana Candi couldn't help but reach out to grab his arm, "…No."
Philip Shaw placed the dirty pajamas aside, his expression very earnest. He told her, "The weather here is hot and humid, bacteria can easily grow, and you've been wearing these pajamas all along. It could cause an infection. There's no hospital here, you could get sick."
Aldana Candi pursed her lips, knowing what he said made sense, but still found it hard to accept. Philip Shaw lowered his head to kiss her cold forehead, speaking gently, "Don't worry, I won't look at anything I shouldn't."
He took the cloth and carefully cleaned the dirt off her body,
