In front of the station in the rain. Yuzu stood there with her umbrella open just outside the ticket gates. The crowd of people heading home from work flowed by in a blur against the wet ground.

After a short pause, her lips soften slightly. She lifts her umbrella just a bit. She doesn't say she'll lend it, nor does she tell you to get in.

She takes a step out into the rain, holding the umbrella. Then, as if leaving half the space open, she shifts slightly to the side.