Marie hadn't even noticed Steve following her into the room, her focus had been so entirely on solving the problem at hand. When she turned to find him at the window, opening it to pull the shutters in, she was surprised, grateful, and irritated. She was perfectly capable of handling all of this herself, but she wasn't going to tell him off for trying to help. Yet.

Instead, she moved to his side, ignoring the rain that now drenched the bodice of her dress as well as her sleeves and gloves, to reach out for the opposite shutter. The windows were large enough that he wouldn't be able to get both in one try, and the wind was tossing them about so much that it took two tries to finally grasp the handle.