Daine nods, a bit relieved. It's warm enough, anyway; he should dry off quickly.

"What sort of things are you remembering?" she asks. She's curious, and it'll be easier to talk to him if she has a better idea of what might throw him completely (aside from her shape-changing; it's too late to avoid that). If his memory is only starting to come back in pieces, maybe it'll help if she can confirm things for him.