[He's making an effort here, okay? He even left his sword behind. It's not like there's a dagger in his boot or another carefully hidden under his shirt because he is making an effort. Your lack of trust is not appreciated.
She'll be at the doors before him since he took some time to find a couple of things first. He's holding them in his hand as he strolls to the castle. His manner is deceptively casual.]
[Lucky him then that he has no interest in actually earning her trust, huh? He's doing this more for the sake of not being an asshole. At least on the outside. He smiles when he sees her, bowing deeply. He's still holding the unopened bag of marshmallows he swiped from the house and the flower branch he'd found on the way here. He makes no move to give them to her yet.]
[You made him live in a cave with Arthur for a week. Be happy they're not poisoned.]
As I told you through the journal, I wish to apologize. My behavior was unbecoming. [Totally unbecoming for a knight, he didn't have his sword on him.] And I am sorry for dragging you out today, but I felt the journals are too impersonal for such matters.
There is nothing to truly forgive, I understand why you behaved as you did. How else would one act in front of someone they believed to be their enemy? You are right in that, as helpful as it can be, the journal is not suitable for conversations such as this.
I am grateful for my lady's understanding. Doesn't change the fact that I was wrong. [From everyone except his point-of-view. He thinks he took it quite well. He holds out the marshmallows and flower (http://www.biodiversityexplorer.org/plants/plantaginaceae/images/eos13397_658h.jpg).] These are for you. They're not much, I know, but I hoped you would accept them.
[He shifts his weight. The conversation has actually turned out longer than he expected. He thought he'd just try to apologize, give her the things and she'd hurry away and he'd be free to get blind at the tavern. This actually sticking around thing is throwing a wrench in his plans.]
[He's making an effort here, okay? He even left his sword behind. It's not like there's a dagger in his boot or another carefully hidden under his shirt because he is making an effort. Your lack of trust is not appreciated.
She'll be at the doors before him since he took some time to find a couple of things first. He's holding them in his hand as he strolls to the castle. His manner is deceptively casual.]
[Lucky him then that he has no interest in actually earning her trust, huh? He's doing this more for the sake of not being an asshole. At least on the outside. He smiles when he sees her, bowing deeply. He's still holding the unopened bag of marshmallows he swiped from the house and the flower branch he'd found on the way here. He makes no move to give them to her yet.]
[You made him live in a cave with Arthur for a week. Be happy they're not poisoned.]
As I told you through the journal, I wish to apologize. My behavior was unbecoming. [Totally unbecoming for a knight, he didn't have his sword on him.] And I am sorry for dragging you out today, but I felt the journals are too impersonal for such matters.
There is nothing to truly forgive, I understand why you behaved as you did. How else would one act in front of someone they believed to be their enemy? You are right in that, as helpful as it can be, the journal is not suitable for conversations such as this.
I am grateful for my lady's understanding. Doesn't change the fact that I was wrong. [From everyone except his point-of-view. He thinks he took it quite well. He holds out the marshmallows and flower (http://www.biodiversityexplorer.org/plants/plantaginaceae/images/eos13397_658h.jpg).] These are for you. They're not much, I know, but I hoped you would accept them.
[He shifts his weight. The conversation has actually turned out longer than he expected. He thought he'd just try to apologize, give her the things and she'd hurry away and he'd be free to get blind at the tavern. This actually sticking around thing is throwing a wrench in his plans.]
[ Gwaine; ]
[ Lady Morgana; ]
[ Gwaine; ]
[ Lady Morgana; ]
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She'll be at the doors before him since he took some time to find a couple of things first. He's holding them in his hand as he strolls to the castle. His manner is deceptively casual.]
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My lady.
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Gwaine.
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As I told you through the journal, I wish to apologize. My behavior was unbecoming. [Totally unbecoming for a knight, he didn't have his sword on him.] And I am sorry for dragging you out today, but I felt the journals are too impersonal for such matters.
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There is nothing to truly forgive, I understand why you behaved as you did. How else would one act in front of someone they believed to be their enemy? You are right in that, as helpful as it can be, the journal is not suitable for conversations such as this.
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I am grateful for my lady's understanding. Doesn't change the fact that I was wrong. [From everyone except his point-of-view. He thinks he took it quite well. He holds out the marshmallows and flower (http://www.biodiversityexplorer.org/plants/plantaginaceae/images/eos13397_658h.jpg).] These are for you. They're not much, I know, but I hoped you would accept them.
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The flower is beautiful. You have done more than expected of you, for that you have my thanks.
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That's me. I'm just full of surprises.
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sometimesbehave. Being mature adults about this, fuck yeah.]If he doesn't, I do. Besides someone has to keep him on his toes.
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At least one of you will be gaining some enjoyment out of it.
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[He shifts his weight. The conversation has actually turned out longer than he expected. He thought he'd just try to apologize, give her the things and she'd hurry away and he'd be free to get blind at the tavern. This actually sticking around thing is throwing a wrench in his plans.]
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Well, thank you again, Gwaine. For the gifts. I hope you have a pleasant day.
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[He bows his head respectfully and makes no move to stop her.]
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[ Gwaine; ]
[ Lady Morgana; ]
[ Gwaine; ]
[ Lady Morgana; ]
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She'll be at the doors before him since he took some time to find a couple of things first. He's holding them in his hand as he strolls to the castle. His manner is deceptively casual.]
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My lady.
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Gwaine.
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As I told you through the journal, I wish to apologize. My behavior was unbecoming. [Totally unbecoming for a knight, he didn't have his sword on him.] And I am sorry for dragging you out today, but I felt the journals are too impersonal for such matters.
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There is nothing to truly forgive, I understand why you behaved as you did. How else would one act in front of someone they believed to be their enemy? You are right in that, as helpful as it can be, the journal is not suitable for conversations such as this.
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I am grateful for my lady's understanding. Doesn't change the fact that I was wrong. [From everyone except his point-of-view. He thinks he took it quite well. He holds out the marshmallows and flower (http://www.biodiversityexplorer.org/plants/plantaginaceae/images/eos13397_658h.jpg).] These are for you. They're not much, I know, but I hoped you would accept them.
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The flower is beautiful. You have done more than expected of you, for that you have my thanks.
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That's me. I'm just full of surprises.
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sometimesbehave. Being mature adults about this, fuck yeah.]If he doesn't, I do. Besides someone has to keep him on his toes.
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At least one of you will be gaining some enjoyment out of it.
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[He shifts his weight. The conversation has actually turned out longer than he expected. He thought he'd just try to apologize, give her the things and she'd hurry away and he'd be free to get blind at the tavern. This actually sticking around thing is throwing a wrench in his plans.]
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Well, thank you again, Gwaine. For the gifts. I hope you have a pleasant day.
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[He bows his head respectfully and makes no move to stop her.]
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