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He grimaced as the boy looked put out, awkwardly shifting his weight from one foot to the other. Hey, dude, don't listen to me all that much, Verx said, ears slightly flattened. I talk out my ass most of the time. I don't know shit about the weather. He tipped his head to the sky, watching the clouds go by for a long moment. He, too, hoped it rained.

Tell you what--if you're right about the snow and rain, lunch is on me for the next week, Vercingetorix offered. If you're wrong, well--you're wrong. Everybody's wrong, every once in a while.