lanselos_du_lac

"You were terribly dashing, you know," Susan says, stroking her fingertips down the front of his shirt. "As a child. I'm so pleased I was right that we'd be fast friends." A soft kiss to his cheek, and then she says, "And Galahad was ever so tremendously sweet." Obviously she's said these sorts of things to Lancelot before, but it bears repeating. "I suppose it was rather a distracting day."