He frowned for a moment, his mind still a little - okay maybe a lot - sleepy but a few thoughts fired themselves off that got him on the move. He wobbled to his feet, set his jar down, went over the side of the tub like a person trying to figure out where his feet was, picked his jar up and, on third thought, got his boots and shoved their tops through his sash since he needed his hands sort of free.

"Where to shall we depart?"