Thankfully, the man had turned his head away to look outside the window that gave Penny the opportunity to use the kerchief by running it around her face, neck, and the sides of her head. The water had seeped into her clothes and hair, enough to give her a small headache. The windows were closed but as she was out of the rain finally, light termors of shiver started to run over her skin.
She hugged herself with her hands, not knowing that even though the man had turned his face towards the window, he had been watching her from the reflection of the window.
The kerchief in her hand turned wet with water quickly and she said, "Thank you for the kerchief and for the pick up here. The rain was pouring so much I didn't know how long it would take to go back."
"It is a pleasure to be able to help you. I don't think we got to introduce ourselves properly last time," he said, giving his hand forward this time to say, "I am Robarte Varreran."
