Iskra had nothing against the rain, in fact in such devilish weather, she rather have mostly rainy days around instead of the blazing sun over her head. However, she didn’t planned to spend the first weekend at the academy looking like a wet chicken, for the love of god– The female sighed as she had to interrupt her tour around campus to shelter herself from the merciless droplets, yet soon was joined by somebody else, who caught her attention and made her turned her gaze towards them. Despite his chalant words, he looked rather young and it was absolutely unforgivable to get involved with a student, and that was rule she fully supported, so she ignored his comment, and simply flashed a polite smile. “Here–” she said handing him a white handkerchief, a piece of fine cloth with a little blue embroidered flower at one of the corners, so he could dry himself a little. “Seems like the rain got you by surprise.”