Bruce tenses enough to keep the man steady, using his own weight as support for the other.

And then he talks again.

That.

Is certainly a compliment.

"Sad to say that's not the first time I've heard that one," he replies with a light chuckle. Is it true? Is he lying? God knows anymore. "I'd ask if you're delirious, but clearly you have a good eye and better taste. Take it slow and move when you're ready."

Having a complete stranger fall face first into the sand on account of some kind of head trauma would not be good. Add to that the blazing heat and possibly dehydration? Never good.