The young woman looked horrified. Her face hidden beneath her hands. This was not supposed to happen. It would have been bad enough to have it land at his feet. No, instead it had to climb him and ruin his show. The poor guy was soak by his own spell. She blushed. She felt so dumb. She reached for it instinctively when it caught air again. No! Not the fountain! That was just her luck. That umbrella was not cheap. She wasn't even sure how waterproof it actually was. It was a sun umbrella after all.<br/><br/>She actually almost cried out to stop him when she climbed into the fountain to retrieve it. Oh dear heavens, now he really was mostly soaked. He was the sweetest thing in the world. He seemed to have no qualms about doing all this. He reminded her of the people from her village and it endeared him to her. There were too many people nowadays that were just too caught up in themselves and what they looked like. This young man had no such concerns it seemed. It was quite charming actually.<br/><br/>She blushed and smiled when he handed her umbrella back to her. He had such a kind, warm temperament. He made so light of his actions. She had to admit that she was a bit taken by him.<br/><br/>"Yes, it is. Sorry about that. Thank you for fetching it."<br/><br/>She shook the umbrella again for good measure. She brushed her hair out of her face as a nervous gesture.<br/><br/>"I...I can repay you. Both for any loss of income you suffered or for damages to your clothes. My father is a master tailor."