There's a nearly visible release of tension when Vin releases the Ironpull after the girl manages to get ahold of her tarp again. It isn't the most graceful landing she's ever seen but it seems to have done its job well enough, insofar as the stupid tarp is pinned down.

"Good job." She speaks over the rushing storm, looking up at the driving rain with a sigh. So much for staying dry. "Wrap yourself up like I told you and let's see if we can find a place to wait this out. There should be a free tent."