Blue's a little glad she didn't wear something sheerer today, and a little annoyed, pragmatically, that it's Ronan she's with and not a member of her family, because she'd be stripping down to her underwear if she were at home and had gotten caught in the rain. After a minute she settles on taking off her boots. The ground's dry with a thought, but it's still cool.

"I like it," she says belatedly, stubbornly, watching him run his fingers over the wood. "There was nothing wrong with this one." Her brow furrows. She can feel how stupid it all sounds, but she feels defensive and cross about it. "Anyway, I didn't ask you if you could dream up a new one, I asked if you can fix it."

"At very least, you owe me a song after all that rain," she adds after a moment, expression softening.