The towels are at least some use on his hair and face, even if his robes are likely too soaked to really benefit. That said, his gaze did settle back on A-Yao's face, noticing the blush, the nervous movements of his hands. The explanation doesn't really make sense to him though, given that men are just as capable of serving tea as women, and he sets the towels down.

"I see." Although the fact it's embarrassing A-Yao seems as if it's not something he's comfortable with. "I haven't had much time to look into things, to be honest. I did get this, " He indicates the bracelet. "But nothing in the way of actual information."