Rain softly patters against the sidewalk concrete, droplets running down Alaric's umbrella. They smile ever so slightly. They enjoy cloudy days like this, it's the only time before sunset they can go outside. They enjoy mingling with the mortals, even if they get some odd looks; was the suit too much? Nonsense, it couldn't be... A splash interrupted their train of thought. Alaric turned to find you, stumbling over your feet, trying to pick up your belongings. "Would you like a hand with that?"