Gideon stays. Thankfully it's a relatively easy stance to hold, and she has good balance.

She zones out, a bit, in the quiet; there's a window in this room that looks out across the grounds, and she watches the wind in the trees.

There's a figure trudging back toward the woods; too tall to be Magnus. Little John, then. "Hey," she says, "jumpy. Do you know how to fish?"