[Quatre happily takes towel and clothes and nods.]
Thanks, Naoki.
[And then, hopefully.] Tea?
[Something hot. But with a smile he trots off to the room Naoki indicated. He's back in a few minutes, toweling off his hair. He's in drier clothes (noticeably too big but warm and dry) and heading out to find Naoki, his damp clothes in his arms until he finds a good place to set them where they won't drip on Naoki's nice things.]
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Thanks, Naoki.
[And then, hopefully.] Tea?
[Something hot. But with a smile he trots off to the room Naoki indicated. He's back in a few minutes, toweling off his hair. He's in drier clothes (noticeably too big but warm and dry) and heading out to find Naoki, his damp clothes in his arms until he finds a good place to set them where they won't drip on Naoki's nice things.]