Drake peeks his head out from the bathroom. He attempts to hail Iris, but to his surprise, she has fallen asleep on the couch. He tries to reassure himself that the situation is still fine.

He tries to wake Iris up gently by calling her name as he approaches her. Iris responds by flipping over.

Drake becomes flustered when he notices that Iris is crying. He debates if it is a good idea to wake her at all, but resolves himself to do it so he can wear more than a towel.

(Hello readers! These two get to interact again, yay! Poor Drake tries to seem so composed and put-together, but that façade is easily crumbled when he thinks no one is watching. Anyhoo, hope you enjoy, see you next time~)

Drake twists and turns in the bathroom mirror to get a look at the strange marking on his back with minimal success.

He decides to ask Iris to take a look for him.
As he moves to redress, he is halted by the issue of his previous clothing being absolutely filthy.

Drake ponders what he could use as replacements and comes to the realization that his only option is the towel around his waist.

With a death grip on the towel, and much grumbling, Drake steels himself to this new predicament.

(Hello dear readers. So sorry for the late update. I had some trouble with our local ISP and rolling internet blackouts lately, so I had much less time to finish this page than I originally planned. Anyway, thank you all so much for your support and I hope you enjoy~)

Just as Drake finishes trying to recall all that happened before he was transported to Earth- his head started to feel dizzy again. So he opts to get out of the shower before he injures himself more via slipping.

He doesn't want to impose on Iris any more than he already has to. Plus, he doesn't want to get her tangled up in his strange fate.

The room is quite steamy. After drying himself off a bit he notices the mirror that has fogged over.

He has yet to see what he really looks like in this new human form~

(Holy Moly dear readers. Life is kicking my ass lately and it has not let up (family emergencies). I'm so sorry for all the delays. I'm doing my best to give you all a beautiful comic to read in a timely manner. I hope this page was worth the wait. Thank you all so much for your patience and understanding. I appreciate each and every one of you that reads this little story of mine~)

Drake Remembers presenting the Ruined Crypt job request to his party members. He regrets ever taking it off the request board.

He recalls the rest of his party's tragic death and how he was prepared to die along with them. He voices his confusion as to why/how he is still alive while watching the bloody water go down the tub drain.

(Hello my faithful readers! sorry for the delay. My power had gone out for a while and it made finishing this page impossible till today. Anywhoodles, Drake will be leaving the shower soon. I promise. Then we can get back to seeing him and Iris interacting again. See you in two weeks~!)