For half a moment, Torquil considers lying. It could give him more power to suggest that the man is intruding in his domain, but it would be too easy to catch out and he has nothing to offer as a threat, so it's better to try to fall back on charm.

He smiles ruefully, extending his own sodden sleeves.

"No, I am afraid that I am far less well equipped. I take it this is not yours?"