[ Despite herself, she laughs quietly and smiles at his warning. He remembered. How sweet.

...That's what she'd like to think, but she buries the thought of him being sweet. She instead watches his face as he gently moves her, taking in the last relatively close look she assumes she'll get. ]

Thank you, Soundwave.

[ No more "Sparky," either. A nickname will make her get too attached. Just his name from now on. Just keep detaching herself.

When the towel's offered to her, she takes it and wraps herself up. Her eyebrow then goes up when she wonders what the second one is for. Her hair, maybe? Because he doesn't intend to use what's basically a washcloth on himself...

Oh. He is. She bursts into giggles, unable to stop them. ]

Do you think that's going to get all the water on you? Are you going to rust before we get out of here?

[ She has to stifle more giggles as she turns to figure out what to do with her hair. A braid, maybe? Times like this really make her miss the ease of a video game...

Her eyes glance his way in the mirror as she brushes out tangles. ]

Maybe we'll journey to the land of Oz instead~

[ Get it? He's the Tin Man? Har har! ]