Lancelot gives the tiniest of bows, "Thank you. We can begin again the day after tomorrow, as usual."

Then he leaves the clearing, setting off toward the mansion. He is annoyed with himself, still tense, obscurely nervous (?) at the knowledge that Susan confronted Magnus -- he had thought all was well, and that there was no cause for concern. He is mulling all of this over as he mounts the stairs; often, he would stop at his old room to stow his gear away, but today he simply goes straight to their shared room. He's watchful for Regina as he opens the door.