He didn't like to make comparisons between them. Yet, for unknown reasons, she did things that reminded him of Penelope. He particularly disliked having to share memories exclusive to Penn with her.
It was impossible to think of the rain without being reminded of Penn but now when he thought about rain, all he could see was Maya coming up the stairs drenched.
Penn could predict rainfall with precision and had to be under it whenever the sky unleashed rain. She was also immune to the cold, so that worked conveniently in her love for dancing around in the rain.
He knew her powers played a huge role in this, and he never thought much about it as a child. To him, that was just Penelope.
It was simply a coincidence, Keenan thought to himself as he urged his horse to go faster. The sky was darker now, clouds were gathering faster and he could hear the faint sound of thunder rip through the sky.
