[Still feeling out of sorts, and having no reason not to comply, Xie Lian does as asked. He stays motionless, blinking over at the other man and in a moment, his clothes steam off the moisture, feeling dry and soft once more.]

Oh! That's so handy, thank you!

[He pats his chest, marveling at how quickly he's dried.]

You're too kind. I, ah-

[Right. There's that whole business about being transported from his humble shrine in Puqi, to a completely new place.]

I wonder if I might impose on you further; as you may have surmised, I've no real idea what I'm doing here.