Faolan nods in response to this. He's not honestly surprised with the other man's reaction, considering his opinion on a lot of other things. His motivations for joining the Night Council as a Guardian, for example. Everything seems to be so... So wholesome and good. Of course he should believe in such a thing as destiny or fate or whatever it is that he's hinting at. Still he can't help but speak up to say, in response to the other man's questioning...

"What would you make of it then?" he asks. "If you are hesitant to put it down to coincidence. Would you label it as fate, such a thing? And if so, then why? Shouldn't fate have some sort of a purpose? A goal in mind?" He knows he's being a smart ass, but Lancelot was the one who brought it up, it's only fair to turn the question around on him in turn.