She has a point. With the strength of the sudden gales, it hardly made sense to keep trying to fight the direction the wind is pushing them. Logically, Ren is sure the wind is a natural force that isn't actually actively trying to direct them. But the idea of being forced along by anything, nature included, doesn't sit well.

He digs his heels in and grabs her arm without asking. She likely doesn't need the help, but it would be easy to find themselves thrown to the ground with the right gust from the wrong angle.

"Keep your head down." He has no interest in being blinded by the storm, and he continues to dig in his heels even while moving with the wind, his head ducked down with only brief glances toward the buildings around them to get his bearing.