He watched her return with a pleasant expression, and shook his head when she offered him water. What a silly thing to do, when she'd been the one exerting herself!
"I don't envy anyone who gets in your way," he quietly complimented, in the back of his mind adding that she didn't even need a sword to back up that observation. He finished the bun and idly wiped his hand off on the stone step, not wanting any residue to end up in his clothes, even if now his hand would be dirty. It was fine, part of being outside.