Cyd led Noreen out of town, up to a slight rise where they could get a good view of the sky and feel the rays of the sun on their skin, the wind working around them.  Cyd opened with a bit of an explanation about cloud formations and types- the thin, whispy clouds high in the sky, down to the the low, gray sort that spoke of impending rain.  He mostly kept his eyes on the sky, and Noreen just out of sight or just behind him.  Once he'd finished his lecture- he had been composing it in his head during the duller parts of his efforts to scout the route ahead on their way to Dorigift.  "And, so that's what I've noticed about clouds," he concluded, turning to face Noreen.  She was already scanning the road, watching a cart make its way in.  She'd been ignoring him for most of the time, it seemed.<br/><br/>He hunched his shoulders a bit, feeling the muscles of his back tense reflexively as a little pit of anger built in his gut.  Why did she come out here if she didn't want to learn what he had to teach?  Just a sort of jape or game?  Was she making fun of him?  Cyd certainly wasn't aware that she'd probably gotten the same lesson before, and already knew most of that sort of thing.  "Well, anyway," he continued, then started making notes in book.<br/><br/>Noreen still threw herself cheerfully into making observations.  "Those high clouds probably mean good weather down the road," she pointed out.  Cyd grunted his response.  "And the wind out of the east in the spring, probably means we'll have a little rain, but not much."  Cyd nodded absently, then closed his book, making his way back to town without a word to Noreen, his feet tramping down on the grass as he muttered a bit to himself.<br/><br/>They got back just as the others were getting ready to go along the road, and Noreen didn't have a chance to top off her water bottle before they headed out.  Since it was quite warm for this early in the spring, what would have been a pleasant trip just made her wish she'd have more to drink soon.