She enjoyed the rain more than the sun, or the fall leaves, or anything else. It was quiet. The only sound was the tapping of rain against the windows of the manor. It was dark and gloomy but comforting. It made her feel like the only person in the world. The rain allowed her to be alone, leaving her to sit in the open with her thoughts. Which she tried to turn off as she stared into the distance, eyes locked on nothing in particular. She was going to get hypothermia if she didn't move soon.