Well. At least he'd been smart enough to hide his things somewhere close. Waver didn't watch, out of politeness and embarrassment, until Symon returned. He eyed the sword curiously, but also refrained from asking as he took his damp blanket back. The spell scrolls still in the pack, Waver didn't actually put it back yet, but tied it to the outside for the moment, then stood.

"No. I was with Lancer, but we got separated."