He took both with gracious alacrity, swallowing a gulp before scrubbing his face. The dirt that came back on the cloth was a bit surprising; was he truly so filthy? Gods. But he swallowed the rest of the water, gratefully handing the cup back to her, then utilized the cloth to finish cleaning his face, ears, and back of his neck.
At least he didn't reek of sweat. Or horse. Or, all the gods forfend, dragon.
"Thank you, m'lady." Despite her insistence that she wasn't nobility, he still used the term whenever he had the chance. Not out of spite, but because to him, she was a lady. And, had he his way, it'd be truth soon enough.
He wasn't really sure what to do with the now-dirty cloth, so he just kept it in one hand for the moment. "Was it much trouble for you to get away?" He hoped not. He'd feel truly an ass if doing so had caused her more discomfort than she was already tasked to tolerate.
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Date: 2023-04-30 10:59 pm (UTC)At least he didn't reek of sweat. Or horse. Or, all the gods forfend, dragon.
"Thank you, m'lady." Despite her insistence that she wasn't nobility, he still used the term whenever he had the chance. Not out of spite, but because to him, she was a lady. And, had he his way, it'd be truth soon enough.
He wasn't really sure what to do with the now-dirty cloth, so he just kept it in one hand for the moment. "Was it much trouble for you to get away?" He hoped not. He'd feel truly an ass if doing so had caused her more discomfort than she was already tasked to tolerate.