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His ears flatten as he falters, embarrassed that he had went through all of that trouble for nothing.  He has little to say other than, Yeah, you're right.  Rauna had always been his goal for Drageda, and the weather stuff had just been... well, whatever.  He hardens himself and guards his heart against how hurtful Vercingetorix's words are, because it doesn't matter.  Shouldn't matter.  He'll keep the stars for himself.

He rounds his shoulders and heightens his stance.  Well.  Come on, then.  He hoped it rained.