Peony/Foxe | After "How to Train Your Scholar" | G?
The lecture and the several demonstrations Peony had given with scholar volunteers from the Tower had gone over well. The audience had appeared quite attentive and interested as she laid out her methods, talking of meditation, mental clarity, and the need for control. The children had all done very well as she brought them onstage one by one to demonstrate various techniques she often used with her students. At the end of the session, she bowed slightly as the crowd clapped, smoothing her hands over her formal robes, worn only on such occasions as this, before stepping away from the podium.
She spent some time then conversing with attendees, some of whom brought questions, others who appeared to simply want an opportunity to offer congratulations. It took some time for the stream of people to slow to a trickle, by which time the lecture hall was half empty. It was only then that she was able to acknowledge the man whom she had seen standing, armed, in the doorway as the session progressed. His was a familiar face, but one she had not seen in quite some time.
It was with a smile that she approached him once the last of her well-wishers had departed. "What a pleasant and unexpected surprise," she said once she was close enough not to have to raise her voice. "Hello, Ade. I have not seen you in some time. I hope you are well?"