[ a good-natured chuckle escapes him, even as he grinds his shoe into the sand. ]

Hey, hey. It's alright. This is nothing a simple washing can't fix! To be honest, I'm more worried about you. Questionable, huh?

[ the curiosity in his voice is obvious. ]

I'll go get cleaned up. Want to come with? There's a nearby pond with plenty of clean water I can use to rinse these off.

[ he imagines eleanor might want to wash her mouth out, too... ]

Just... warn me if you start to feel sick again.