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Sif did a pretty good job ignoring the girl's pointed tone, though it wasn't on purpose, and left the school building. He adjusted his cuffs as he walked out the front door, glancing at the sky apprehensively, again. Sif was definitely paranoid about the weather, and it was easy to spot. If those clouds burst he'd have to run home, but if he ran now with the oppressive heat he was currently being subjected to he would surely stain the suit with sweat. He dragged his eyes away from the sky and scanned the people around him, quickly making mental assessments and categorizing them. The categories were simple, mostly checking their expressions when they looked at him. If their distaste of him was obvious he dropped the gaze, and avoided their eyes from then on. 

Sif didn't take the glances he got personally, he just took them as a fact of life. People were hesitant about oriental heritage, as the many wars the US had had against Asian countries made clear. He didn't get offended, though he did resent how people disliked him for something that was out of his control. His eyes were again drawn to the impending clouds as he mindlessly walked along the bustling street towards home. A soft gold shade lanced through the clouds at breaks between them, but where there were no breaks was a brooding darkness. Silver lined a lot of the clouds, and he smiled at his earlier misgivings of the clouds. They didn't form a big enough expanse to cause a downpour as far as he could tell.

A warm breeze brushed past Sif, stirring his coat a bit. He smiled a bit at the weather and strode down the block a bit happier now. He wouldn't have to worry about ruining the suit with the rain. He grew more apprehensive as he got closer to his home, knowing he might be chastised for no reason other then his father being drunk and wanting an excuse to be mad at him. It was how things went, when there was nobody to comfort a grieving parent except liquor.