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[knightscode]

[Anyone who knows Lancelot will likely as not be immediately surprise that he is sending any kind of message that is written. It is hardly one of his strengths. Still, the message is short, and this way devoid of emotion. Which is best, considering the topic. ]

For those who knew him Faolan is no longer with us.

He sacrificed himself for the sake of a friend.

So far as I understand he will be returned, in some days, by the power of the courts.

He will need space and kindness.

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[knightscode]

Then what point is there? I became a knight to protect. If I cannot do that then what worth have I?

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[scinlae]

Lancelot, do not be so naive as to think you can protect against all. You have more worth than you know, and you were always the best of Arthur's men.

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[knightscode]

[ Lancelot is not so sure that is true, yet all the same he cannot keep stubbornly arguing this. ]

Perhaps it is a lesson. Perhaps I have been naive. If it is, then I only hope I can learn from it.

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[scinlae]

You have been at times, but perhaps that is what drew so many to your side.

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[knightscode]

[ Ha ha ha ha. Really Morgana? That he finds almost bitterly funny. ]

I would think you the last person to compliment naivety, yet that almost speaks in its favour.

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[scinlae]

[ Shut up you. ]

The world is kinder when you cannot see or will not see beyond the wool that covers your eyes, Lancelot.

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[knightscode]

We both know all too well the world is not always kind, Morgana, even if it is a pleasant fiction to believe it so.

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[scinlae]

I know.