"Oh, it's alright, they don't like the rain." She said, and just like that, the two women were in another circle of calm, though the rain was still going on around them.
Arkady blinked at the cookies, then she beamed, giving Mary a quick, if soggy, hug, "Thank you!" She blinked then, tilting her head and squinting one eye, "Have we met? Sometimes I forget things."