[Celehar manages something more of a smile than his usual expression, though it's halfway to a grimace by the time another drip of freezing water finds its way down the back of his neck. Really, after the desert it might be refreshing to have the heat so thoroughly washed away, but the contrast does make it all the more shocking to be thrown into the midst of the downpour.]

It is not the worst storm I have weathered, though for the others I at least had dry clothing waiting.

[Not always a particularly warm apartment, but there was at least a good winter coat to suffer the storm in.]

Were there often storms in your home, Mer Sunny?