Finding a broom is thankfully not difficult. It looks as if it's been there, waiting patiently by the fridge, since the house first became inhabited. It's probably never been used. Godric isn't yet out of the kitchen with it when Faith makes her remark, and he pauses.

No, torture a guy for even a short time, and he doesn't forget.

But there's clearly more to the story than either Faith or Wes have let on, and their dynamic is overtly complicated. This is not a cut-and-dry case of anything, and Godric shakes off the sudden cold feeling like he tends to try and shake off most of the traumas in his life. His rate of success is questionable.

Continuing into the living room, he begins sweeping up, his sharp ears picking up the conversation in the kitchen.

"Stop ruining all my hard work and put your bandages back on," Godric calls out somewhat dryly. He can smell that she's removed them.