[The storm wind is its own personality tonight and the same gust of it that almost knocks her back, almost knocks him in. Especially considering the ledge outside her window wasn't that wide and he's just balancing on the balls of his feet on it. His mech hand is the one holding the ledge above her window though and nothing on earth could shake that gripe or move it if he didn't want it to and so he stays perched where he is for a moment longer, getting his balance back.
He's going to drip all over her floor if he goes in.
He's just realizing he probably should have simply called instead.
The lightning snaps across the sky like lines in a broken egg shell behind him and he takes the hint as the next wave of rain pelts him, easing into her room in the space she makes available for him, boots touching her floor with a quiet thump before he lets go and reaches back to pull her window shut.
There's already a puddle at his feet and its only growing.
But his eyes are alive and he's smiling as he turns back to her, a wide, unrepentant grin that might be a little goofy.]
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He's going to drip all over her floor if he goes in.
He's just realizing he probably should have simply called instead.
The lightning snaps across the sky like lines in a broken egg shell behind him and he takes the hint as the next wave of rain pelts him, easing into her room in the space she makes available for him, boots touching her floor with a quiet thump before he lets go and reaches back to pull her window shut.
There's already a puddle at his feet and its only growing.
But his eyes are alive and he's smiling as he turns back to her, a wide, unrepentant grin that might be a little goofy.]
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