[Saki's changed her clothes and washed all the colour off her hands and face -- although there's still a fair bit in her hair -- and waits a few minutes before coming up to join him.
She hasn't bothered with shoes and her sweatpants are rolled up to the knee. Sitting down, drawing her legs up,]
If lightning strikes, you'll jump in its way to protect me, right? [Teasing! But her expression belies it, faraway and thoughtful instead of a prompting smirk.]