His hair was soaked and his teeth were chattering, but he wasn't going to pay one bit of attention to it. As a friend he had a job to do, and that job was making sure his brand new friend got home safe. And he was pretty sure that if he ever did something cool in the future, like own a restaurant, he would have the same side job too.

In the meantime, he tried talking to her about simple things. It helped keep his mind off of the cold. He told her about his favorite recipes, about his little brother Yukio, his mother, his father, and the Other Man.

Rin kept walking and talking until he could see the west village wall looming before him. He wasn't sure about the lake. Was he supposed to swim through it?