[Evan, who had been about to cough some platitude about the man not intruding at all, instead stops in his tracks at that odd second comment. Stops, and really looks at the other fellow -- and after a moment of being frozen, he grins a crooked grin.]

Oh. Ah.

[Still, he turns his head and settles his own patch back in place before climbing up on the platform surrounding the spring and carefully finding his own way in.]

It's alright. I'm trying to get into the habit of wearing it, anyways. I just thought I rather shouldn't while swimming.