She formed her features into the picture of indulgent wifely amusement and shook her head.

"I did bring a towel." And she probably could have mentioned it a few seconds earlier, too, but if he was so eager to play the knight in shining armor then damp trousers were the least he deserved. But she smiled, dried off and pulled on the jumpsuit - a tactical choice, she'd left Heather's own clothes behind. No unnecessary reminders, thank you.

Dressed, she tucked a damp strand of hair behind her ear and fixed him with what was hopefully a sufficiently nervous gaze.

"What if they think I've done something to her? Something to cause this?"