Slowly, he opened the door wide and properly, leaning against the doorframe, hand rested on it to keep him steady because Eli did not want to step in the puddle either.
He felt a little wave of confusion at the look Charls was giving him but at the question he quickly realized the issue. "Oh, that! Water, I, um..."
Eli shifted in places to offer an unobstructed view of the mess mess behind him. A tipped over bucket, several books an a rather sad looking tablet, dark screen shining with droplets of water. "Accidentally tipped it over. I am going to clean it up-- I'm sorry, you didn't get in it, did you?"