"Hate to break it to you, but most places don't, even on normal Earths. And I mean, the ones that do are usually national parks and charge admission and all." He kicks his feet through a puddle, then kicks his shoes and socks off and sinks his toes into the mud.

He licks his lower lip and nods. "You're probably right. Do you feel temperature? I mean, just curious." He stuffs his socks into his wet sneakers and slings them over his shoulder by the shoelaces. The idea of riding the motorcycle in the rain is kind of exciting, actually.