Lancelot draws away a little, bringing one hand up to lift her chin, lightly. "I know not what might pass between thee and me. I only know I would not leave thee. Whatever that means, we can both decide. But thou has shown me-- some way I could both know myself and not know my next step. I like that."
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Lancelot draws away a little, bringing one hand up to lift her chin, lightly. "I know not what might pass between thee and me. I only know I would not leave thee. Whatever that means, we can both decide. But thou has shown me-- some way I could both know myself and not know my next step. I like that."