rain rain..stay a while.

She enjoyed his company? Why? What about it? He did not think she was lying, there was an air of openness about her as she spoke and yet he still found it hard to believe. Felt an urge to deflect or pretend she simply hadn't spoken. Instead, he settled for a deep rumble of acknowledgement, the sort he'd offer if someone was remarking about the weather. Yes, it was very rainy today.

"Have you thought about your position here?" Surely she did not want to settle and be a Chinpira forever. It was a very middling rank, nothing special, just another face in the crowd. "Is there a name you wish to make for yourself?" A purpose premade just for her. Or would he prefer a role already set in stone, so to speak.

He looked down into his mug, frowned slightly as a rain droplet landed right in the middle. Creating a ripple that swelled outwards, ruining the peace of his carefully held tea.