The unexpected rain found Clef skittering for cover under a small tree. He couldn't help but smile a little despite himself as the shower turned into a downpour - worlds may be destroyed, yet it was oddly reassuring to know that rain still happened. It took him a moment to realize that he wasn't alone, and then he was almost disappointed. Or was it anxious? Every time he ran into a stranger he was vaguely reminded of the fact that he still didn't know what he was doing with himself on this ship, and it bothered him. He needed to go find a station.

He nodded to the other man when he thought he was looking in his direction. There was no way he'd get anywhere unless he left his comfort zone a little bit.