In her eyes it was all his nature, rather than what was 'expected' of him. It was the same down to the clothes she was wearing... the cuffs of her uniform already slightly tinged by the toxic rain that seemed desperate to chip it away. Her hands accept the lotion when it's offered and she barely is able to wait until they're outside to twist the cap off. Before... likely predictably, she fumbles and nearly drops it.

Just barely managing to catch the jar before it hits the ground. The cap, however, rolls itself a little distance away as she lets out a small, strangled sound of distress.

"I got it!" She reaches out carefully, tapping slightly at the wrong spots of the ground thanks to the blur of her vision. Fingers only getting more wet thanks to the small puddles of rain.