The staff hand them towels as they go by so that they aren't at least tracking water through the rest of the hotel and Wei Wuxian dries off as he walks.

"Yeah his family wasn't made up of very nice people. But I imagine you already experienced that. Between the family and the servants that are all too eager to also cast blame they were pretty awful people." Not that they necessarily deserved to die but he didn't do that, the arm did. So he got out of most of the curse without even lifting a finger.

He leads the way down the hallway towards the boutique, using that towel to try and wring some of the water from that long ponytail once he is done drying his body.