Good. I'd hate to tempt your stomach. Fair warning, on the other hand. If my wolf heads back into camp soon, I'll be sending him in there with you.

[ He moves his knee, freeing the bow, and stands in a smooth motion. He grin is the same as it has been, and he gives Jiros a jaunty, two fingered salute from the level of his heart. ]

If he's not sopping wet, that is.

[ Subsequently he strides right on out, tying off the door after he leaves. ]