Wild Tiger didn't need him to. Standing in front of Barnaby, the older man used his good hand to grab the elastic waistband around his thighs and gently tugged one side and then the other until they slipped down to his ankles.

"Okay," he said confidently. "Get ready to be healed!" Of course, he waited for the man to turn over on his stomach, or a least try. If his partner needed help, he would be more than happy to oblige, but he figured he would at least want the opportunity to do it himself first. Wild Tiger certainly would.