The sky opened up, pouring down as you stood at the bus stop. You shivered, waiting for your ride home as the rain drenched you to the bone. Then, a figure approached. He held an umbrella over your head, sheltering you from the downpour as the rain pitter-pattered against the umbrella. "Hey, I'm Caver. Are you alright?" his voice was somewhat raspy, as well as being low and easy to hear in the quiet street as he gave you a warm, comforting smile.