"Oh. Goodness. My mistake, then." Quickly withdrawing once she's started to disengage, he gathers up the cloth, leaving the water here for the time being. Then he pauses, long enough to see out her gaze and lifting a brow.

"I won't make it a habit, but you ought to look out for yourself more," the elf tuts softly at her. "Because I'm pretty sure if you wind up keeling over into a ditch, Gale will try to take command of our merry crew, and it's all going to fall over and catch fire in a hurry from there."

A smirk lingers in place as he shakes his head and rises briskly to his feet. "Go on and get as decent as you care to. I'll be back in a moment with step two of my fool-proof injury treatment plan."