Leaving the weapons where they are, Duty motions ambiguity with one hand. Of a kind, yes. Of whatever kind each of them expects, probably not. "Patron Pthumerian this month values knowledge," Duty says, wordy because it's not easily explained to someone new. "It's a lesson."

That lesson could be relying on knowledge and understanding over weapons. Fighting would have been a mistake. So how does one leave? It may be another lesson, one they haven't yet learned. Duty keeps up with the kid, holding himself in check. Too fast and they may miss something. Too slow and they'll never learn.