[Quiet Man Cometh]

Syrgei returns with reasonable speed, carrying a bucket with a bundle of cloth under one arm.

"It's not much, I'm afraid, but it's what they had."

Kneeling on one knee on the grass, he pulls out a small cloth and soaks it in the water before putting it into one of Tsaerri's hands. With a couple more clean cloths, the remainder of the bundle being some simple clothing which he left laying across his knee, as the grass was far from clean in any direction.