I don't blame you. [He shakes his pelt, trying in vain to clear some of the water out, and a bit of steam rises out of his fur.] We... should get out of the rain. It's making everyone a little crazy.

[Especially since Dark Heart is just barely recovering from whatever he caught... Firepaw pauses to lick Dark Heart's brow, not that that is going to do anything to dry him off. It's purely a compassionate gesture.]

We're near the Spire... we should go to the dining hall, it's dry and I can fetch you something to eat.