It might not be there all together? True, they would hardly be able to see through the storm. Though, she doubts that is what the rather southern man means by his statements.

"Something might be over there. However, without the proper anchors on this bridge, you will not make it to the other side." She nods once again to how it sways in the wind. "These wind gusts are more than twenty miles per hour. Think about this rational--"

Her hands reached out to help grab him as he darted back over. Helen perked her eyebrows as if to say I told you so, without truly saying it. She dropped her hands rather quickly once she was certain he hadn't had anything come back and hit him.

"I suppose we'll have to return to your adventure once the storm passes." She offered an olive branch.