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[lanselos_du_lac]

The day is warm and bright -- it's lovely, in fact -- and so Lancelot is doing his best to ignore the strange tension that has been dogging him over the last few days. He is, of course, keeping to his usual routine, which helps, and now he is in the little clearing where he and Magnus meet for training. He's waiting for Magnus to arrive, checking the straps of Arthur's shield while he waits, and doing his best to clear his head and focus up on what he has determined they need to focus on today.

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[lanselos_du_lac]

"No, I-- it was never a secret from Susan."

[summerdude]

"Dude, I know, that was your condition. I mean she can stop, like, worrying or whatever."

[lanselos_du_lac]

Lancelot shakes his head, "I don't know what you mean."

[summerdude]

"I mean she seemed pretty upset about the whole thing?"

[lanselos_du_lac]

Because he has no other response, due to how little sense this makes to him, he laughs softly and says, "No."

[summerdude]

"Dude, I don't want to, like, blow up her spot or whatever, but she gave me a pretty big talking-to about the whole thing."

[lanselos_du_lac]

"She did?"

[summerdude]

"Um, yeah? I mean, it was also about how I was embracing Sunny's artistic expression, but mostly she seemed, like. Annoyed about the secrets."

[lanselos_du_lac]

Lancelot frowns a little, "When did this happen?"

[summerdude]

Magnus shrugs. Galahad could tell the amount of time precisely, but Magnus doesn't really track the calendar. "A few weeks ago, I guess? I was already working on telling people."

[lanselos_du_lac]

"I didn't know," he's got that thoughtful look. "Very well. I am sorry if she was hard on you."

[summerdude]

"Oh, it's fine," shrugs Magnus, who had been sent on an intense guilt spiral by the scolding.

[lanselos_du_lac]

"Was she?"

[summerdude]

"Was she what? Hard on me?" Magnus shrugs. "Not, like, uniquely."

[lanselos_du_lac]

He nods and at first goes to take up his stance again, then pauses. "Did you need to talk about it? With me?"

[summerdude]

Magnus shrugs. "Not really?" he says. "I mean, we can if you want."

[lanselos_du_lac]

Lancelot shakes his head and shrugs, "I am fine. We can continue."

[summerdude]

"Okay," says Magnus. "Um, is it cool if Jack watches? —Oh, and I told Hanguang-jun he could come by sometime."

[lanselos_du_lac]

"I would welcome Hanguang-jun, yes." He pauses to consider the question of Jack; this one he's less sure about. "Jack may watch, provided he does not distract you."

Lancelot would also prefer to be un-distracted, but he suspects Jack's influence on Mangus to be different than Jack's influence on Lancelot himself.

[summerdude]

So Magnus tugs the pendant off of his necklace. It grows into Jack, with his golden thirty-inch blade and smooth, leather-wrapped grip. "Remember," Magnus warns, letting go and letting Jack zip into the air. "No intervening. Silent judgement only." And then he settles back into a fighting stance, pulling his shield back into place.

[lanselos_du_lac]

"Silent judgement is always preferable," he says wryly, settling back into his own stance. He takes a breath, hoping to shake his now even more unsettled thoughts and focus solely on sparring with Magnus. "Come, then."

[summerdude]

Magnus nods, sharply attentive. "Same as before?"

[lanselos_du_lac]

"Aye," a nod.

[summerdude]

So he lifts his practice sword and, uncomfortably aware of Jack's silent judging as he flies overhead, surges forward, trying out an opening Lancelot had taught him the week before.

[lanselos_du_lac]

This time Lancelot meets him, rather than hanging back. He moves in, seeking to knock Magnus' sword out of the way with his shield, to create an opening.