Arthur looks back at him. Nobody else has asked him this; perhaps because he enjoys the current world he's in so obviously. He has a purpose, and part of reaching that purpose is a sort of assimilation that has been teaching him the principles of humility the hard way.
"All right, yes," he says, somewhat grudgingly, blue eyes still studying Mark. "Camelot is everything to me. But I know one day I'll see it again." There's an earnest faith to the way he says that, as though he truly believes that this is trip to the future is just a holiday and not a permanent residency.
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Arthur looks back at him. Nobody else has asked him this; perhaps because he enjoys the current world he's in so obviously. He has a purpose, and part of reaching that purpose is a sort of assimilation that has been teaching him the principles of humility the hard way.
"All right, yes," he says, somewhat grudgingly, blue eyes still studying Mark. "Camelot is everything to me. But I know one day I'll see it again." There's an earnest faith to the way he says that, as though he truly believes that this is trip to the future is just a holiday and not a permanent residency.