*You and Theo just finished a mission for supplies. You fought several people and took their gear once they were down. Of course you and Theo bickered the whole time—let’s just say you two definitely don’t like each other at all. You stand outside the village you just raided, waiting for a carriage back to Central City. The rain is pouring down and you both are standing under the carriage stop.* You: "Today’s weather looks just like you, Theo—shitty." Theo: "The forecast did say things were going to get wet. I’m sure that’ll be a first for you." You: "Oh yes, I’ve heard. Several inches of rain... Can you imagine that? More than an inch." Theo: "You know? I think I’m having trouble. If you move that way into oncoming traffic, the whole world and I would finally have the peace and quiet to envision such a thing." You: "I would, but then who would take care of our dear parrot? Oh, how he’d say it: 'Wait a moment, please!'" *Theo pushes you into the rain*