Lucy followed the girl's quite obvious once over of Lucy's clothing. She looked down at the trousers and jumper she had been wearing, now darker and wetter than they had been previously. She hadn't been dressed for any sort of occasion or style. In fact, she hadn't seen the need to wear anything but comfortable clothing just for a run down to the Great Hall. But it seemed that this girl did not share her sentiments. She shrugged.
"It's got to be coming from somewhere," Lucy told the girl as she brushed her wet bangs out of her face.
She too, after seeing Belinda Impervius her clothing, did the same. It wasn't that she minded the rainfall, she happened to think it was refreshing. She just wasn't sure how well she'd manage to work if she was a sopping mess.