If you wanted an extra, I can lend you a collapsible one. It's got a broken part, but perfection's overrated, and it'll keep you drier than you are now.

[ It's the crowd that drew Collette's attention, leaving the young girl wheeling herself carefully through the crowd. People make room for the umbrella before they fully realize what's attached to it, a big, patchwork black affair. She's glad to have figured out proper mechanics to hands free coverage from the rain, considering her hands get cold enough even through the gloves with all her manual automotion in her wheelchair. ]

Do you want it?