Slippery When Wet

He grumbled and muttered curses beneath his breath as he desperately searched for shelter. Though he highly doubted he'd find any out here. Weren't there at least some boulders or something he could hide between? Underneath? A den or a hole he could hide in until the weather was better? Would that even be a good idea? If it stormed, there was the potential that a den would flood...so maybe the boulders...or hell, even a measly little tree would help, wouldn't it!? He groaned out loud in frustration before a voice reached him, causing his head to pop up in alarm. He certainly wasn't expecting someone else to be out here in this wasteland!

At least he was smart enough to detect the sarcasm in her voice, however. "Yeah, the weather's been greeaat..." He shot back, casting a dismayed glance to the sky. "Guess I'm not the only idiot stuck out here."