Arthur raises an eyebrow at this, as if to express surprise at the answer -- or perhaps surprise that it would be anyone's answer.

"Well," he says, "if you can get the work --"

"Ah, there's always plenty of private work going," Gwaine interrupts, ruffling Lily's significant mane now that she's given up on wrestling and decided instead to simply drape against him. "Less strings, more freedom. Good if you can get it."

"He's good," Lancelot adds, flopping back into a seat, "although not as quick on his feet as I am."

"Not sure anyone is," adds Percival, and he shoots Lancelot a questioning look as he reaches for a mince pie. Just in case he should be waiting.