There's a flurry of activity suddenly as people get up to go, as Lancelot's fields them bags of presents and assures them they can come back any time. Arthur gives a vague wave goodbye to Faolan, Gwaine goes as far as a wink and Percival very politely shakes his hand and tells him it was good to meet him.

Then the flat is suddenly empty aside from Lancelot, Faolan and Lily -- who has crashed out on the floor again in exhaustion. People are so tiring.

"Means there's more mince pies for us now!" Lancelot points out, although in truth he thinks he couldn't possibly eat another mince pie now. Possibly not ever again. He flops down onto the futon beside Faolan and rubs at his face tiredly. Lily's got the right idea, he thinks.