Mystic looks at her. Wondering what she was doing as she seemed rather thoughtful. Blinking a moment as she spoke. Cart...so that was what that was called... He looked at her again and stared at her in utter and total shock. "You don't know how to swim?" he says incredulously. For someone who lived in the ocean such knowledge was born into a person. He gets a thoughtful look on his face. "When my arm is mended I will teach you to swim. We can use the stream you mentioned. Or a pond if you have one. I won't let you drown. Since you are willing to help me...I will help you."<br/><br/>He looks at the items and shakes his head. "No. I don't." he says softly. Looking at her yukata. "Nope...I have no idea what that is." He says honestly. Looking at her and smiles. "I know that you said they are clothes. So I will remember that they are." He says happily. "Alright." he says. Looking at the man clothing. Then to her. "Alright." he says. Sitting himself up  by using his arms to push himself upwards. He looks at his legs. "Ready?" he asks. Picking up the pants and tries to put them on. They went onto his head versus the legs he had. "Like this?" He asks. Clearly trying to help the young woman who was helping him.