"I can try to clean them, I guess," Connor answered. He was pathetically unaccustomed to doing laundry but would give it his best effort. "Maybe you should forage anyway while I work? I'll need something while they dry, which will take a while in this humidity."
Regardless of Besach's response, the human crawled out just enough to grab his discarded clothing and return to the water. To his surprise, the slime washed out relatively easily, although the contents of his pockets were ruined with the exception of his keys and a lone quarter. If he wasn't even in his own world, those contents were useless anyway, so he tossed them.