[ Enjoy the view, buddy -- Wolfwood's going to stand out in the full on rain until he's drenched head to toe, his face mostly turned up into the water. It's kinda cold, and the water's sweet, just clean and clear and fresh as Julai's finest. ]

I don't know what to think anymore. [ A shake of his head sprays water in all directions, like a dog, and it leaves his hair sticking up in a dozen weird angles. He looks delighted. ] I hope it lasts. I hope it rains for forty fucking days and forty fucking nights!

[ Enough to fill a whole ocean. Enough to wash this planet clean. ]