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Conflict Management [24.04]

Harriet smiled at everyone as they arrived. Once everyone was seated, she came around and leaned on the front of her desk. "The final today is simple. Answer one question, with reasons, and you're free to go. No one will fail as long as they're honest. This is our last class together, and I want to thank you all for being such good students. And Dr Wilson, for designing an excellent curriculum which I managed not to follow." She smiled again. "Enjoy your summers and do try not get into too much trouble. For those of you graduating this semester, I wish you all the best in your future."

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Harriet gave her a small smile in return. "And we must go where we're needed." With a small nod, she added, brusque but sincere, "Should you ever find your way back, a place will be found for you."

"I appreciate it, Harriet."

Her own nod in return came-- almost as a surprise.

"You want to go do something next week?"

That one came as more of one. It was taking a lot of effort not to let this stupid little sense of bedraggled, scared puppy kick in-- which was exactly why she needed to go.

So she kept steady. Easy.

Steepling her fingers, she considered Kerrigan, then smiled again, small and easy. "I think that sounds like an excellent plan. We could both use a break before what comes next," she replied. "Shall we head off the island?"

It was taking all her willpower not to try and convince Kerrigan to stay; she was doing her damndest not to even think of it.

"Probably the safest option," Kerrigan replied, managing the wry smile to end all wry smiles. If there was anything-- sad set to her eyes, she was using years of Ghost training not to show it anywhere else. "When works?"

"There's graduation to get through, and a few bits and pieces I have to finalise for the new students and the new teachers, so shall we say Tuesday?" she suggested, and if she saw anything sad in Kerrigan's eyes, she pretended not to notice.

"Tuesday night," Kerrigan affirmed. "I'll probably need it."

And was grateful.

...Also, in part, because she was starting to think her chances of not spouting off her one brilliant class idea were decreasing by the minute.

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"You and me both, Lieutenant. You and me both." Harriet started to tidy away her things. "Tell you what, why don't you surprise me with where we're going? I'm quite sure I'll be happy with wherever you pick."

"If you think you can handle it." She was smirking openly, turning towards the door. "Time for my final, now," Kerrigan spoke, with some resignation. "Hope I don't end up dead at the end of it."

Harriet shot her a mild version of the look. "You'd best stay alive, or I won't be at all happy." She didn't even try and hide her amusement. "It's against the rules for a teacher to die during class, and you know how I feel about the rules."

"The rules obviously didn't take the students into account," and Kerrigan's look in return held less moisture than the sun. "Catch you next week, Harriet."

She went for the door.

The chuckle that followed her was equally as dry. "Until next week, Lieutenant."

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