[ The deflection works enough to have him chuckling slightly, squeezing the fingers still tangled with his. ]

You're always too cute for your own good. Everyone knows it. Pretty sure not even shadows would dim that any.

[ His eyes have slid shut again, enjoying the coolness of the damp cloth on his skin, unaware of how much Hilda struggles with the sight of it. he's normally more observant, but his senses have been on overload for days now, the hypervigilance neverending. For a few moments, at least, it feels so nice to just be.

After a moment, though, he makes a soft sound of regret. ]

Sorry we didn't have anything more useful to tell you. Know there's not a lot to go on yet.