The forecast had spoken of rain but this was far more than the weatherman had suggested it might be. The torrential downpour outside was more akin to a hurricane, as far as Tetradore was concerned. Another flash of lightning streaked across the sky, only to reveal the quiet, dark, and dead streets. There was little doubt in his mind that the roads would be a mess at the moment, considering the dead intersection in front of him. This was a bloody disaster. A small frown crossed his lips as Taliah super from the kitchen to join him. Truly, he felt sorry for the woman and the baked goods that would go spoiled by the lack of power. Desserts, it seemed, were one of the few things that were capable of drawing any true sympathy from the were-King. He listened to the young woman as she muttered about a generator in one of the closets, the very mention of it saw his eyebrows raise ever so slightly. A generator? And she hadn't considered that, between the two of them, they were more than capable of moving the device and saving her business? A soft sigh left his lips as Tetradore shifted, pulling that leather jacket off of his frame before he inquired after that very generator.

For a moment, Tetradore simply watched that almost blank look on the female's features, that question clearly not quite registering in the woman, though why he hadn't the faintest of ideas. His emerald eyes observed the fashion in which she pushed those dark locks from her features before reaching out to take that jacket from him. He watched her place it on the counter with the utmost care before she gestured to the darkness of the kitchen they had only just left. It was a shame, really, that his inner feline could not be used at that moment. That cat had far superior eyesight in such dim lighting and though Tetradore was certain he could pull the generator no matter the form, plugging it in and setting it up was another affair entirely. His thoughts were drawn from that internal contemplation by the sound of her voice, that apology altogether lost upon him before her hand brushed against his own. It was clear her intent at that moment and Tetradore was certainly not one to complain. The last thing he wanted was to take a counter corner to the stomach from blundering around in a space he hardly knew.

It hardly took long before the pair arrived at their destination, her hand quickly falling from his own as the pair stood there for a brief moment, letting their eyes adjust to the darkness. His head nodded at the sound of her voice, allowing her to move around him to provide him access to that generator. Tetradore carefully reached out for it, feeling the device as he grabbed the first handle, searching briefly for the second before he lifted it upwards. His steps were cautious and slow as he followed her voice through the darkness of that kitchen, hardly wanting to bump that generator into anything either. The sudden opening of that door was quite a godsend, that halo of light provided at least something to see by, even if it only provided him a further glimpse of the rainfall he was moments away from stepping it. It was absolutely pouring outside, just great. He allowed the young woman to lead him into that rain, his own skin flinched as that sudden coldness washed over him, that downpour quite near drenched that cotton t-shirt, leaving it clinging to his frame. It was all too easy to tell that Taliah was hardly spared that same effect, that white shirt the young woman wore all the more see-through at the given moment, giving Tetradore a glimpse of that undergarment.

His emerald eyes turned away from the woman as she suddenly pointed towards the wall. Those hookups were easy enough to see, even if it was going to be a pain. The were-King maneuvered that generator onto the ground, those muscles more than capable of handling that tiny machine in comparison to those fights he so often engaged in. He fiddled with those connections, attempting to piece together how that machine worked and which plug went into what wire. "Yeah, no problem." He commented, hardly bothering to glance up at his work. It hardly took much time at all before that generator was rumbling to life powering the entirety of that cafe and kitchen. "We probably want to go shut off some lights and stuff. This thing has enough power to light everything but...you don't have a lot of gas for it so...probably want to only keep the essentials on." He responded, standing up to glance down at the thing with a small hint of approval. His gaze slowly turned towards the woman, only to notice, for the first time, the goosebumps on her skin, along with...well...everything else. "Uh...let's get you inside, you look like your freezing." He commented, gesturing back towards that door they had come through.