He hadn't had the chance to wash up the night before after all, so he has a bit more to do this morning. Still, he does so quickly, and is out again, towel-drying his damp hair, in as few minutes as he can manage.

Retrieving clean clothes of his own, he dresses and finger-combs his hair into something resembling neatness, then comes back to her, taking in the color of the shirt she'd worn yesterday. "That really is a lovely color on you, Su."