"I would say not nearly drown in a fountain," Tina offered, "but I'm well aware that is an inevitability." Her shoulders remained set, but the faint smile on her lips was friendly enough. Tina wasn't the best with friendly conversation, but neither was she going to allow someone to remain dripping on the floor if she can help it. Her eyes darted to his missing limb for a moment before she shook her head.

There's at least no pity in her eyes when they flicker back up to the man. "Perhaps not, but a missing limb is the least of anyone's worries," She answered, frowning only just slightly, "there's a bathroom you can slip out of your clothes from, but people should be more worried about you getting ill than seeing something that wasn't pretty."