Lancelot thinks briefly of Susan's point that he may hold himself to standards that no one else has for him. Even so.

"Aye," not bothering now to keep any fatigue out of his voice. "I do. But it did not set right with me, that there was something you needed that I missed. And anyway -- I have been weary and am entitled to feel however it is I feel about it. Provided I don't make it your problem."