Well, it'll probably be good for them? Better than running in the sand would be. Koby sighs again, deeply, closing the door and tugging on his most rain-resistant clothes. He's still definitely going to get soaked, but maybe not as quickly? Unless you're supposed to get soaked fast. Koby's not sure. He's never run in the rain.

Exactly eight minutes later, he opens the door again, pulling his glasses off and folding them up to put in his pocket. Which begs the question -- does he actually need them? "All right. Ready."