Antigone got, a little shakily, to her feet, only now noticing that he'd been holding an umbrella over her this whole time. Sometimes, people's kindness floored her.
While she did want the comfort of a warm, dry place she knew, and a change of clothes, and to fall exhausted into her bed, she didn't think she wanted to be alone quite yet, either. "I think I need a coffee, first," she said, looking up at him. "Maybe a very large slice of cake?"