The water is just kind of hanging around in the air not fully condensed. It takes Erin a moment to not ruin her sweater and to spread the water into very fine and natural moisture in the air.

"It's not tha--" Oh wait so it is. It's like eight. Holy crap why is she up? She had stayed over night. She hadn't felt like going on the commute back to school which she'll have to do later.

"Okay so it's not quite nine yet. I'm okay." That's kind of a lie she's feeling a bit broody.