Bless him for trying to help, Rikki thought, as he leaned in to try to catch her. He wasn't going to be expecting her to weigh an extra several stone, but she appreciated the fact that he was trying, anyway, because it meant not falling flat on her face. ...then again, if he'd just kept walking because she hadn't reflexively grabbed onto him, she might have had a chance to dry herself off in time for him not to see the tail. If she'd been less panicked, she'd have thought to use her powers to dry her hand, but well. Here she was, clinging to a stranger, her tail flopped heavily out behind her on the floor, in a creepy house, looking back up at him with an expression caught somewhere between sheepishness and horror.

"Thanks, mate," she replied quietly, then sighed, looking over her shoulder at the offending tail. "Really not how thought this escape attempt was going to go..." she added before looking back at him. "Surprise, I'm a mermaid?"

What else was she supposed to say? "Now you see why I didn't like the look of all the water in the hall," she told him, frowning. "...right, I don't suppose you could help me down to the floor so I can dry off? Only, it'll be harder to do while I'm holding onto you to keep from hitting the floor."