[The rain doesn't bother her at all either, though that's perhaps unsurprising given her, you know, entire being. She does have to use her trident a bit as a sort of anchor against the wind a couple of times though, but it's a small inconvenience.

When she spots Vin--or, more, she spots her disappearing under the covering--she approaches and tilts her head up as if regarding the weather and the question thoughtfully] Not usually, no. This is all definitely strange for the area.

[And focusing back on Vin:] There should be a small shelter area not too far from here. Come, I'll lead you to it.