Keeps their reflexes sharp. 

Sadly, Briony does have to go back to her duties eventually. And Lys might want to go pick up her things from her old space, maybe get her new staff.

Inconvenient of reality to intrude like that. 

Still, she does need her things, like Briony says. So: a goodbye kiss, a murmured, "Until next time, Ser Briony," and then she's off.

No one's been been messing with them.

Some of the apprentices look like they want to ask her about the Harrowing, but only Jowan is stupid brave enough to. "What was it like? You've been gone for hours, no one would tell us anything."

"Harrowing," she says with a mostly straight face, only the faintest smile on her lips. 

"That's not fair," he whines.

"It's tradition. You'll find out in due time, Jowan - and then it'll be your turn to tease the apprentices."

"You think so? I heard that for apprentices that don't show promise, the templars just kill you. Chop your head off right there."

She rolls her eyes. "You'll only die if you come back possessed - or don't come back at all. We've been told that multiple times, Jowan - and if you're too scared, there's always Tranquility." 

"Tranqu- That's not better!"