<span style="color: #FF0000">Mesaraih sat back in his chair and nodded his consent. There wasn't much else to do about it and she was right, they were bound to get wet either way. He looked out the window, watching the rain strike the trees surrounding the road and seeing the drops of water slide off the leaves. The rain made the dirt road get extremely muddy, and progress was difficult at times, but luckily they never had to stop. <br/><br/>It felt good to be starting a new life, and he couldn't have asked a better way to start it. Fighting for what he believe in, and meeting a great person.<br/><br/>As they pulled up to the city, he noticed that Jayee seemed a bit hesitant to get out, and it was confirmed when she suggested waiting it out.<br/><br/>"Well, I'm not sure if the storm's going away any time soon, but I'm down to stay in here and wait for a while. You're gonna get soaked in that seat, though, more than you already are... I think I can cover it with a shirt, though. He grabbed one of the bags, took out one of the new shirts, which was a red button up, and put it on his lap. Then, he took his white shirt off, pulling it up from his body and revealing his sculpted upper body. He placed the shirt along the frame of the window in the truck, then pushed it in through the sides where the window would have been to keep it in place.<br/><br/>"There. That'll keep most of the water out, though it probably won't do much for the cold. Although I do have something that may be able to help with that," he said, grinning at Jayee as he reached out into the bags and pulled out the bottles of alcohol.</span>