[It's not long before Kagura arrives, clothes soaked through and dripping, but otherwise safe and sound. She has two plastic bags full of food - in one, fruits, vegetables, and a loaf of bread, and in the other, meat. She's grateful that she's accustomed to this world enough to know instinctively that the plastic bags will not weaken the way paper ones will when wet.

She doesn't know exactly how long it will last Daenerys and Drogon, but it should be a few days' worth at least, and possibly enough for a week. It's easier to estimate the appetite of an adult human woman than it is to estimate the appetite of a growing dragon.]

This is the first time I've ever bothered to lock my window when leaving my apartment.

[Normally she would just leave via the window, but today? Nope, not interested in returning to a flooded apartment.]

I wonder if the weather is this bad in Amegahara.