[So grumpy... and also dripping wet. Hm. Al looks down both ends of the corridor they're now in, as though he's trying to figure out what to do next. She needs a towel, at the least and probably dry clothes. But he's just as new as she is most likely...]

I guess... so? Why shouldn't I? But um, you're all soaking wet now, why don't we find an infirmary or something so you can dry off? You're going to catch a cold if you stand around in that.