He'd be close, if he didn't hurry. Lyall watched for a beat to make sure he wasn't going to wind up back in bed-- while he understood the urge, on a dreary day like today, that didn't mean he was going to give into it himself-- before ducking his head back out.

He ducked his head back in a beat later to add, "Also, it looks like rain. So do wear sturdy shoes, in case you are asked to go outside in it." Coats, as always, were downstairs for those forced out into the mud, but shoes not so much.