Rawne managed to manipulate the owner of this small cottage into lending it to him for a few nights, so he could spend some time in blessed isolation, far away from any other human being. Avoiding questions and keeping the mask (half-hearted though it is) of being sociable was becoming tiresome.

He was absorbed in reading a book when the knock came, startling him badly enough that he dropped the book. He was tempted to ignore whoever it was outside, but even he couldn't leave anyone out in weather like this.

Sighing heavily, he gets up and opens the door. "What brings you out here, on a night like this?"