Major's been trying to do the whole .. hunting thing. He's not doing very well at it, over all, though he's managed to snag a few fishes which he's brought in a bucket of water to the Inn (he can't bring himself to do the dirty work, so he lets someone else take care of it). He'd almost caught a rabbit in one of the traps, but after getting a good look at it, he felt like the damn thing saw into his soul - and he couldn't help but remember all the stories of Peter Rabbit and Watership Down - so he ended up letting the thing go. He's making his way back towards the cabin he and Ravi have been sharing when he hears the sound he acutely recognizes from his own arrival not that long ago - splashing water, gasping, groaning.

He's thankful for the lack of items in his hands at that moment as he quickly spins on his heel and makes a beeline for the fountain, and by the time he gets there, he sees the drenched man clutching to the side. He ups the speed and slows only when he's close enough to slip a hand underneath each of the man's armpits.

"Hey, hey, I gotcha, Ariel, don't worry," he soothes with as warm a smile as he can muster. "You have a pack on you that has a dry set of clothes, but lets get you out of the water first, huh?"