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He affected great attention--no, that was unfair to say. He was interested in Tux, and his education, just not, you know, the weather. He nodded sagely at certain points, then folded his ears back when the question came, laughing softly.

Uh, no, Vercingetorix chuckled, lifting his eyes to the sky. I don't know shit, Tux. Clouds make rain and snow, yadda yadda. Pretty much the basics. Couldn't predict the weather even if I were god. He cast a mock cynical look at the boy. Besides, aren't you supposed to be teaching me? he teased.

The man rolled his shoulders, stifling a yawn. It had been a long journey, and he was ready to rest. I'd stick with the scouting stuff, personally, Verx suggested, like the asshole high school guidance counselor who crushed kids' dreams of being professional athletes and superstars. That seems. . .easier, I guess.