Oddly enough, you smashing through my window doesn't fill me with encouragement - my room's actually pretty nice. I wouldn't want you getting glass everywhere

[All said with her usual smile. She then notices how soaked he actually is, but doesn't back away. Instead, she heads back into her room, motioning for him to follow her.

Once inside, she goes into the bathroom, and grabs a large towel from the side, before handing it to him]

Here you go