Lancelot seems quieter than normal. Well, Susan can understand that! She glances at him, sideways, and decides against teasing him the whole of their walk back to her room. She decides, too, against asking him what he loves most about Arthur, though if he wants to tell her, she's happy to listen.

Instead, since they're big and warm around her own and she enjoys the feeling, she says, "I rather like your hands."