Ella was nearly done with the bath and she eyed Taco carefully, making sure he was doing alright. He wasn't putting up much of a fight or anything so she figured that was a good sign. Her dog, Dino, hated baths and was absolutely horrid when she tried to bathe him so Taco was being an absolute trooper as far as Ella was concerned.

Dino was also a big baby so that might have added to his fear of baths.

"Alright Taco," She said softly, holding up her wand again. "I'm just going to rinse you off a bit more, okay?" That way she could check and make sure his shell wasn't in bad shape or anything. And she did just that, rinsing off the fire crab completely.

Using her hands, the third year felt around the fire crabs shell, happy that there were no cracks or discoloration. It did feel a bit soft, though. Really soft, actually. This made Ella frown a bit. She'd need to deal with this as soon as she finished bathing him. "Don't worry Taco, I'll have you fixed up in no time."

Carefully and gently, Ella carried the still wet fire crab back to his cage, placing him inside. She then reached for the dark colored cloth and covered the cage. "Rest now okay, Taco? I'm just going to clean up the bath stuff." And then she'd deal with the soft spots.

The blonde began rinsing out the bucket, scrub brush, and wash cloth. Making sure they were all quite clean before returning them to where she got them from.