"You two has a lot to talk about, a lot of which is quite a while overdue I think, and does not involve me," I told them quietly, "And you will do so without yelling at each other or frightening the ponies of Canterlot or I will be incredibly pissed with the both of you. Meanwhile, instead of having a nice homecoming, I'm going to go to the Pathfinder and get drunk while trying to think of a reason not to head straight back to Nocturnis tomorrow. If you two manage not to kill each other before then, do let me know."