Ahah, a voice! Billy whirled towards where he thought the sound had come from, but with the winds it was horrible difficult to tell. "MATTIE!" He shouted again, bellowing at full volume into the wind, making a futile effort to wipe rainwater from his face. He was already soaked to the bone, his hair matted against his head. After a few more spins and shouts he managed to make out a figure amidst the din, and took a few hesitant steps towards it.
"Over here!" He shouted in the shadow's general direction, leaning forward as though over the bow of a shop, braced cautiously, as though moving too far from the Coronado entrance would sever his lifeline. One hand was even outstretched for her to take, "Come on back inside, I've got you!"