Isalisk gave a sheepish grin, though she immediately began to stand up with a bit of a strange posture, holding the cloak against her chest that it covered up most of her front. She would then bend down slightly, gathering up some of the wrappings he had ripped off of her with a drawn out sigh as she started to awkwardly walk away from him.<br/><br/>He would just see a slightly hunched over Isalisk waddling off, her navy hair trailing on her back as she tried to get around a tree and call back with a stutter.<br/><br/>"I-I am going to just.. Wipe myself down as much as possible.." She decided, leaning against the trunk when she was sure he wouldn't have to witness what she felt was a very sensitive and nervous procedure of cleaning. "J-just wait there..." She informed, starting to bring the ripped clothing between her legs with a labored sigh.<br/><br/>This was all just a big mess it seemed, and though the cloth indeed help to some extent, it wasn't up completely to her standards. She really wished there had been some sort of water source around here that she could at least splash against herself, cleaning off with more confidence the residue of their eventful night. Perhaps carrying more water with them would have been wiser as well, but Isalisk did not need as much liquids as most folk did, and she was unsure if Aluren himself was that reliant on sustenance as a normal everyday human.<br/><br/>When one side of the cloth was sufficiently soaked, she turned it to the other and continued the process. Curses, she wondered what the consequences of their night could have been. Surely nothing too serious, the most that could have happened already occurred, having fallen deeply in love with him due to the natural mating structure of her species. She thought on the chances of being with child, but such was highly not probable as he was not of her kin, let alone of any near-kin races in particular.