[He hums a sound at her direction but first his human hand slips down to press a thumb down the sole of first one foot and then the other, both a short massage and testing her body temperature. Satisfied, he shifts, slowly unspools her so that she can find her feet without slipping out of his arms, moving his own body so that his back blocks most of the spray, letting enough through to hit her legs and side but still keeping her from getting a face full of it. One arm stays around her while the other reaches up to gently tug his jacket off of her. He's doing his best but his throat is still a throaty purr.]
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Don't think you need this any more.