[The walls of the classroom were still standing. The children were all still present and accounted for (with, by Horatio's quick count, the right numbers of limbs and eyes). Perhaps nothing much had been learned, but a bit of practice had been achieved.
Certainly close enough to a success, Horatio allows himself, as his fingers lift to automatically knuckle in Lady Sheera's direction.]
So it would seem.
[Which only leaves the slightly inelegant scramble to catch the door open properly for Sansa. Duty, after all, is never truly done.]
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Certainly close enough to a success, Horatio allows himself, as his fingers lift to automatically knuckle in Lady Sheera's direction.]
So it would seem.
[Which only leaves the slightly inelegant scramble to catch the door open properly for Sansa. Duty, after all, is never truly done.]