[ For what it's worth, he wouldn't mind it if she looked, nor would he necessarily take it as invitation to do the same himself. She is covering herself, after all, in his book that means she doesn't want him looking. Therefore, he won't look. Even if it's kinda hard to give her that level of privacy when there's a distinct lack of clothing on both sides. ]

That only sounds mildly threatening. [ But he holds both his hands up in a placating gesture, because he knows anyone can easily be dangerous. Here, or anywhere else. Appearances can be deceiving. Besides, she is packing some muscle. She might just be able to knock him out— or worse. ]

That's right. And you're Rogue. [ Easy to recognize from the hair alone. He steps back and ducks into a deeper area of the stream again. ] I've been staying at a place nearby. Sort of like a cabin, it's a friend's. The only downside is there's no shower there, so— here I am.