"Oh, okay. We have those where I'm from - I invented them," Guy said brightly and without any trace of sarcasm. He was utterly serious about inventing umbrellas. "At least I did back home. I can't really claim credit anywhere else, can I."

He reached for some nearby leaves and a vine, slowly so he didn't waste energy, looking mildly irritated that Enjolras seemed to be asking for him to do the work for him.

But he still pitied the guy. Looking all wet down there. Wet and unable to make his own leaf umbrellas. Poor creature guy.

"They last a while when I'm sitting still. Since I keep most of them still attached to the tree. If you pick them, they last only as long as it takes them to wilt. Maybe a day."

He started to thread the large leaves together with the vine effortlessly, his hands moving with remarkable deftness even though the rest of him was staying still.