Francis offered his shoulder to Edmund. "Lean on me pal. It's what friends are for." He didn't want to just hold into the shorter man. People definitely didn't like being touched without asking first. He did watch though and worry the other would slip.

He brought him to a spot for stalls in the market, but this time of night it was empty as was the street. His eyes drifted to the other and then away. "Because, we would always find shelter from the rain. And it would be like it was just two of us in the world. It was quiet, sometimes the dampness felt good if we'd worked hard all day. And ..." he closed his eyes and took a long deep breath and sighed relaxed. "We would just hold hands and listen to the rain drip down. And wish it would never end."

He then looked over. "I know it is probably very silly, but it's always made this weather feel more comforting and like a chance for quiet time for ourselves."