"Ah!" She jolted, gripping him tighter, if briefly before he offered her the cloth and she did her best to tie it under her eyes. Knotting it behind her head and making sure to tuck it down over her mouth. She was glad for that, at least. The feeling of sand in her teeth had never, ever, been an appealing one. Swallowing back any words she allowed herself to ease back, if only because he may have need of more movement than a Princess strapped to his back would allow.

"He just likes to be awful, doesn't he?" Even her ill words of the man were poised, tinged with that polite kindness that she was raised to express. "These poor creatures." It only served to make her feel sorry for them; should they want to be docile, being riled up only to hurt others, or themselves? It seemed cruel, but fitting of the man who had captured her and brought her here. The darkness in his gaze was something she had never seen before.

Bowser was a monster, in literal terms, but he did not scare her like that man had.

"Oh-- oh.." A little panic rose up as again a roar shook the sands, sucking it down like a whirlpool. "What do we do?"