Tina had the mind to stay inside when the hail started. Then a day had passed and the itch to do something else returned and it was when there seemed to be somewhat of a lull she had left to try to help cover some of the plants. Unfortunately, that ended in needing to retreat inside the Inn halfway home with a good wallop to the head from a piece of hail. If she was smarter she'd have stayed in, but doing nothing was never her strong suit-- And besides, if she had not stayed in she would not have seen the manner as he made his way into the inn.

From the manner he carried himself there was no doubt in her that he would deny any pity or coddling but it was also certain he was new just the same. Sighing from her position of clearing away some dishes for lack of anything else to do, Tina moved to where she knew some of the blankets were and pulled a few out. Without any other further to-do she made her way to the man and placed them on the arm rest of the chair.

"I'm guessing your other clothes got drenched," she offered, glancing towards the man, "you should still strip out and let 'em dry by the fire before you get sick. These should do for covering you for now." And keep him warm and dry from the rest of it, but staying in wet clothes while it was hailing was a rather bad idea.