Rex takes the cloth and dries his face with it. Having the rest of his body dry with his face wet is so weird feeling, ugh. And it gives him a moment to refocus, because the man talks in a very eager way that is... different than other adults he's been around. Not bad, just different.

"Huh, I guess César's an engineer, too." Rex straightens and offers the towel back. "Uh, thanks. And yeah, I've seen that with my bro'. He's slowed down a lot, acting all domestic and stuff with Magne. Said he needed time to just be himself again after everything back home. Your daughter?"