He stared at her, clearly without any care about the pouring rain, and tried to decide how he felt about the girl before him. She was a mess, all told, and in truth he should just turn her around and send her straight back to her village. However...

However, he knew that such deeds did nothing but bring ill will down on Ame, and even if things seemed to be by and far better now, he still had no desire to tempt the ire of fate. He'd had more than enough of that to last a lifetime. Still, it was unfortunate he'd sent his Deva Path off back toward home to attend to things, as it would have been convenient to be in the reverse situation so he could in good conscience claim to be able to do nothing.

It simply was not so however. "I believe the word is 'very' actually. Come. You're injured."

It wasn't a question. He could feel the state of her easy enough through the rain.