Heine goes limp on the bed, and doesn't stir after that. Eichel has turned his attention away as well, leaving Heine floating in a state of mind even emptier than before.

Seeing that Jade doesn't quite take initiative, Eichel slides his hand up, into his hair, fingers curling against his scalp.

"Go on." He tugs lightly. "Help me clean up, and then we'll be done."