"Then I shall box its ears," Susan says, immediately. She kisses his cheek, then the tip of his nose, then the little line right between his eyebrows. "And bully it until it gives me a way to follow you. And if need be, you shall make different choices, because you are a different man. Sagramore and Galahad both knew a Lancelot who wasn't given any opportunities to heal, did they not? And they both like you as you are now, do they not?"