He watched her, more out of interest than in some lewd attempt to spy on her. He began to understand that her dress was a terribly inconvenient thing and that she'd be better off were it a few inches shorter. Should he suggest that? Probably not, even if it was a fashion not entirely uncommon at Caer Glaem. He waited, he watched, and he grinned as her feet touched the water.

"There now. Not so bad, is it? I've half a mind we ought to follow the stream as south as it will take us."

Here he carefully suggested a course of action he was considering, but only as a jest, because he was not entirely convinced of its wisdom.