"You were interested in that sort of thing? How cute."

For that, he places his hands more firmly on Asra in this hold, sliding over his back, one moving up to the back of his neck. It's a nice embrace, and he even lifts his hand further to pet at his hair, too. "But why would it matter if you're wet? I'll touch you regardless of that, you know? Even if you looked a little like a drowned cat..."

He's teasing. "I wouldn't want you to catch a cold."