Reaching the hallway door to their shared quarters, Eb depressed the handle and pushed it open with one forehoof. "This problem is not the one which troubles me, Artemisa, but the source of your mistake, instead." Still leading her with a wing over her back, Ebonshield flapped its free counterpart and in a single swift motion swept the door shut again. "Come now and sit on the sofa, yes? And tell to mamá Ébanoscudo the story of you and this colt."