[ A laugh bubbles up out of her, and she walks up to the road leading to the clinic. It is an abandoned street at the moment, the two of the seemingly the only life for miles. The umbrella is rained upon mercilessly, and the sounds of the storm seem that much louder when you're listening for another person's responses. Much of the sodium lights have died now, and a good deal of electricity is down. The clinic now sticks out more, despite attempts to keep it hidden. At least no one knows what it is until they walk in, she supposes, caring little when she walks into puddles of watery blood. ]

That's true... but this place isn't just around for right now.

[ The clinic door opens after she pulls on the door, dousing them both in clinical lighting. There's a lot of bustle inside, more than usual; Aerith has set up so that people are constantly cared for here in the on-going crisis. While many are pulling their weight, it's not as staffed as it should be given that it's a make-shift shelter for people who can't make it to one inside claimed territory. Someone is cooking in here on portable stove tops, and there's a great deal of discussion. Stepping inside, the umbrella is snapped closed and left in a basin full of water to soak off the debris. ]

Welcome to the clinic. [ Simple as that. Aerith fusses with a basket of fresh towels, and then motions for Kat to follow. They've set up in the bathroom for a shower; it could be worse, but they've hot, clean water and electricity. Good enough. ]

Keep it under your hat, okay? This is the only building with running water right now, so I hope you don't mind all the commotion.

[ With a gesture, Aerith motions for her to take advantage of the amenities. ]

If you want, I mean. It's a tight fit, but it works! [ ... ] Or, uh, you want to do the run, first?