[ She coughs a couple times while nodding. After a moment she pushes the mass of soaked pink hair out of her face as she can lift her head and look up at the source of the voice.

She blinks at him, surprised to see someone as colorful as herself, before smile and giving a nod. ] Y-yeah. Just a little, erm, waterlogged.

[ She looks back down at herself with a frown before gathering up bits of the dress to wring it out while muttering, ] I'm sorry Hecate. You picked out such a lovely dress and this happened to it.