"Yeah. They even come with little patterns sometimes, that float in the air and stuff!" He beamed at her, nearly tipping his chair all the way back. It was nice to be able to talk about Zanarkand to someone who wanted to hear about it and didn't automatically think he was crazy. He barely noticed the lull of silence before hs attention diverted back to the window. "Doesn't look like it..."

"What do you usually like to do on rainy days?" He turned back to her, hoping to distract her. He wasn't sure, but she seemed pensive. There was no point in worrying over something they couldn't control.