Despite herself, Magni smiles a little bit at the sneeze, exhaling a little laugh because, all things considered, it's both funny and endearing. She fishes into her pocket to draw out a handkerchief to offer Rani, but— she looks at it, slightly mortified that it, too, is soaked.

Enough of that, though: Magni draws Rani closer to the currently dormant fireplace, and moves to one of the cupboards. Blankets, some spare clothes that are intended for workers who are usually male and taller than Rani, a wooly jumper with a few holes in it amongst them.

"We need to get you warm," she says softly, holding the clothes out to Rani, and tenderly kissing her forehead, before she tilts her head towards the fireplace in an explanation of what she's going to be working on. Put these on, I'll see to the fire. They can dry their own clothes, and then when the storm had abated they could travel back.