Godwin was then happy to be settled outside, strumming his lute thoughtfully as Korbin worked and using his presence to test out songs. The skies, however, seemed to have different ideas. Droplets at first, the others concern waved away as he strummed once more
Until it grew just slightly more then a 'few rain drops.' The drizzle soaking into his clothes a slight bit more then what was comfortable and Godwin? Was more then happy to dart further into the others space with a pout. "So much for creating art today, I suppose." He huffed, inching closer toward the fire for warmth