He had been checking in on a town he used to visit all the time, and found that it was raining. That would be normal, usually, if he didn’t see someone who looked a little suspicious sitting on the railing of a porch as drinking hot chocolate and watching the rain. The person wasn’t acknowledged by him, either… who is that?

He walked up, leaning on his cane as he watched the person who seemed mesmerized by the rain for a moment “And… who are you?” He asked.