It makes sense that they're both still tipsy at best, given the short amount of time they had to rest. But seeing his companion spill water on himself makes Hythlodaeus giggle, reaching over to wipe at his cheek with his thumb.

"If you wish for a bath, that can be arranged."

He leans over to look at the sketch. Hm. "It needs more, Emet-Selch! I do hope it isn't another Cubus."

It looks very... blob-like.