Picking up on the hint, Marcy nods. "Actually, she is probably going to want elixir after what I'm about to do... Now that she can understand what is happening, I'm going to take care of the hygiene problem." Smiling ironically, "I mean, the Amiko I know would never want to be like this."
Amiko of course, could hear everything that Marcy had proposed. A twisting of emotions occurs as she seems anxious about the idea, yet obviously understanding of the dire need. In a move of uncharacteristic shyness from the usual confident princessly figure, Amiko blushes, "You don't have to treat me like a child you know..." Yet, she still clings to Marcy, using her to sit up in the bed. If it wasn't obvious before, it was now. Amiko had wet the bed while they were away.
Marcy, rather than having to deal with maneuvering Amiko out of the bed, simply opts to pick her up right out of her feet. Seeing someone as small as her lift the much older Amiko was an amusing sight, but it looked as though Amiko might die of embarrassment. Marcy didn't even need to say anything and seemed to derive a great deal of pleasure from these interactions. Turning to face Momoko, "You probably don't want to be around for this part, so you can wait out in the living room. We'll need to drag this one out of her room a bit, so I'll meet you there with Amiko after we're done." Amiko doesn't look like one for words. Unlike before, she seems to be avoiding eye contact with Momoko.