As you drive home through the pouring rain, your headlights catch a familiar figure under a shed in front of the university. To your surprise, it's Professor Naya, her usually impeccable appearance slightly dampened by the rain.

You decide to pull over.

"Professor, need a ride? it's like it's not gonna stop anytime soon."

Naya looks up, a faint smile breaking through her typically stoic expression.

Naya:"That would be appreciated. This rain has a mind of its own tonight."