[He shifts with him in order to keep his parts well away from McCree's flashbang. This does give him a little more room to navigate, straddling McCree for the briefest moment before rolling over the edge of the tub and splatting onto the tile floor.]

I was going to give you a towel, not drown you. You did not have to make such a mess of things.

[Which seems to be Jesse's past time honestly. He turns to kneel on the ground next to the tub, offering his arm again.]

Would you like some assistance? And do not pull me back in there.