Tavric stood with his hands folded neatly before him. He smiled softly to him and bowed ever so sligtly to him, showing the top of his head. "As always, young Highness." he replied to him. Tilting his body, he motioned to the door with the swoop of a hand. "Shall we head off for your morning sessions?" he asked, waiting on his Prince, even though he knew the answer would be yes. It had to be yes.