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Ptelea smiles and burrows into the jacket a bit, keeping her impaled hand out of it, but slightly covered from the rain.
Ambrose snorts. "I can handle rain just fine thank you."
Tomithy shrugs, "Okay, tough guy." He walks out into the rain which is surprisingly heavy. "This rolled in quickly, huh?" He heads over to a large white building, lights glimmering in the grey of the downpour. "That's the medical centre over there. You staying dry, kiddo?"