[ Cid is still getting his bearings himself. He vaguely remembers hearing about an inn nearby, but he sure as hell doesn't know how to find it now. He shakes his head at the young man. ]

Not a bloody clue — lead on, we'll keep up! And here — [ He's still got a mask to spare, so he shoves it into their rescuer's chest. ] Cover that handsome mug of yours if you're keen on keeping it, eh?

[ Everyone's invulnerable when they're young, but anyone foolish enough to run over and help a stranger in a storm is someone he'd like to see stick around. ]