Standing in the rain, already having it soak through her mourning cap, Wendy lowered her parasol a bit. This fellow was quite angry, which made sense, given his mask. Wendy had hardly noticed her own sorrows, since they always got this potent eventually on their own.

"I haven't been able to guarantee my safety for a long, long time, sir. You'll need to remove your mask before the nightmares seep deep into your psyche, though... they can be very dangerous, here."