"A little--oh...I've made a mess." Her pouting intensified tenfold by that realization. The worst part of the entire situation was that she'd caused this part. The rain, the hat, the falling, those had all been accidents. Her hair? That was completely her fault for reaching up there to get the sand out. Really, why had she thought reaching up to get sand out of her hair with sand covered hands would work out well? The answer to that was the simple fact that she hadn't exactly thought things through. All she'd thought was she wanted to brush her hair off.

She heaved a sigh and then shook her head. "Don't worry, it's not your fault so no need to apologize. Unless you secretly summoned the rain," she added with a little teasing wink. "I'm happy to have gotten it so you don't get in trouble. Besides, if the rain keeps coming down like this, the sand will wash out before we get to cover." There was a weird positive about it, right? Her thick hair was already getting heavy with water,so it was only a matter of time before the sand started rinsing off. Right? Surely.

"It happens like this in your world too?" That sounded awful. "I guess I'm not really used to weather like this."