[Cade hesitantly takes her arm, but immediately recoils from the sight of Korrin, topless, leaning out of the tent like some kind of floozy. He covers his periphery with one hand and then quickly relinquishes the arm Araceli holds, brushing himself off.]

Thank y-- wait. [Keeping one hand up like a horse's blinder, he looks incredulously at Araceli.] ...you're...? This isn't your tent.