[Not only is he toweling himself off, he's doing so meticulously, starting to wipe down his arms and chest when he's done with his face. It's doing nothing for the wet-- the downpour is still relentlessly soaking, even in the jungle-- but at least he won't be covered in monster blood.

He levels a skeptical look at his benefactor.]

I didn't know humans had that kind of science. [He squints, bright red glowing eyes dimming a little as he does.] Unless you're not human in there?

Who are you, anyway? --Not that I'm not ungrateful, but I'd like to know who I should be thanking for saving my skidplate.