The slight, cloaked figure that darted in a few moments later seemed almost to have been half-drowned by the downpour, the rather light cloak clinging around a slender figure and dark hair plastered against a dark, delicate face, golden eyes taking in the hut and its occupants with an innocent curiosity.<br/>"Why wouldn't we be?" The figure asked, his - or possibly her - voice light, soft and as androgynous as their features. "Let's get your friend inside so I can help him, okay?"<br/>The offer of assistance came without apparent thought, the small, drenched figure seeing someone in need and apparently immediately deciding that they had to help.