Russ glared and growled mild a warning at Noctis. "Hot tea and food would be brilliant, thank you," Russ said still shivering. "And we should get out of these wet things as soon as possible. Do you have any dry clothes that might fit us?" He sat closer to Noctis, making it clear that he was being protective of him. "I don't know about this storm. It's definitely not natural. It smelled wrong." He wasn't sure how else to explain it.