It was the principle of the thing, so he accepted the handkerchief, if anything, to clear the muck from his exposed skin. He'd just have to have his clothes professionally cleaned later.

"Oh, Hell no. The Creator wanted nothing that could potentially harm the First Humans. There was the softest moss, the gentlest trees and flowers. Truly, a paradise. Even I found myself reluctant to head back up to check in, as the myths all like to flap their gums about me being the naughtiest boy. You could say I was... distracted."

There was a cocky little grin and a chuckle, but it was very short-lived. He'd even taken pains to polish up the ring he still wore to its utmost shine. By all accounts he should have taken it off, but he just... didn't have the heart to. It'd make it so... final.

"Well! Either way, that was fun. We should do this again sometime. I left you that tape- let me know what you think. ...Whenever you get to it, of course, Mr. Hotelier."