[ oh! nope nope nope! marina is darting over, stumbling a little bit. she slows to a walk when she gets closer, concern already on her face.

yeah, that's a mood. ]

You're soaked... hey...

[ concern etched in her brow. ]

Don't have much at the church, but... can dry your clothes there for a bit if you want. F'you don't mind wearing a drop cloth for a while. I can shoo the boys.