"Um, okay," he says, and starts following her to door, cluelessly failing to receive any kind of hint. He can feel that something is wrong, but he doesn't know that it has to do with him, so he doesn't really want to just leave her alone if she's feeling bad.

He doesn't manage to remember about the bottled water thing, at least for the moment. It isn't really what he's thinking about.

"We can ask at the Cookhouse to see if they have any?"