"I'm fine," Lucy answered, even managing a smile, reaching up to wring some of the water from her hair. The floor, she figured, would dry a lot faster than she would. "I mean, I've been drier, but it's just a little rain, right?" A hell of a lot of rain may have been a more accurate description, but it was close enough for her liking. She was avoiding what she supposed the question was really about, anyway. If he wasn't going to talk about it further, she wasn't, either. In staying with him, she'd probably get her answer, anyway. That he hadn't turned her away could suffice, for the moment.