[Ydris plucks their own cigarette from their mouth and presses the lit end to help light the man's. He's mostly just been waving it around, after all. Actually taking a drag might calm him down some]

The Vampires of Myddvai control chaos, which means they can freely manipulate time. Your predicament is more strange than theirs. [sorry if that's not very comforting, whoops]

Anyways, you're preaching to the choir on avoiding rain. I'd immediately lose conscious out there. [taking their cigarette back to their mouth, casually]

Or just die. I'm also not going to fuck around and find out.