Headmaster Tate paused as he entered the Great Hall and gave the room a searching look, almost as if he wasn't really quite sure he was HERE and everyone else was here. Ah yes. End of Term feast. House Cup stuff. Food.

He made his way quickly to the dais, not because he was in a hurry but because he was Gaellen Tate and couldn't do anything slowly that could be done quickly. Taking his seat, Tate glanced at the parchment on his plate and set it to the side for now. He was much more interested in picking up his water goblet and putting it back down. Important work.