[ The rain is already starting to dissipate as he speaks, before the mask even comes off. After all this time, her arm is getting sore, and as the weather above them clears, the umbrella automatically lowers, eventually being discarded altogether. She gives the mask the tug it needs, and smiles when she sees his face for the first time. ]
There we are!
[ ...They're both soaking wet, despite her best efforts, which is not ideal, but that is something that can be fixed. She is tired now. ]
Phew... Perhaps you can invent some new stories about the new stars you see here.
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There we are!
[ ...They're both soaking wet, despite her best efforts, which is not ideal, but that is something that can be fixed. She is tired now. ]
Phew... Perhaps you can invent some new stories about the new stars you see here.