Forgath shook his head as the march took them past the window and to the stairs leading down.  Whatever would come of it would come, and his astronomers were no doubt still keeping an eye on it; he had better things to do.  Soon enough, two levels beneath the surface and through a few passages, they came upon the finely-crafted tower-cap door of the study that would be today's classroom.  Forgath pushed it open, letting a brief jumble of noise into the hallway before the conversations within died off.  He strode in, smiling at the sight of his magi in their dark robes.  True, they were still various shades of pastel ponies, and they were still smiling and offering hoof-bumps to Puffy as she entered, but the dark robes instilled an air of seriousness.  Somewhat.