Arran accepted the cloak and wrapped it around his shoulders. It was heavy, but would keep him warm if it was actually going to rain. But, much like his father, Arran didn't believe anyone could predict the weather. Not even a wizard.<br/><br/>"If that is all, sir, I'll get going." He reckoned if he was faster than expected, he'd have time to relax in Highfax without his teacher getting grumpy.