It was worth a try, and the way Lancelot's smile twitches sadly says he isn't surprised by the answer. He wants to ask if there's someone else, but... would that be invasive? He isn't sure. So he shrugs fractionally, trying to stamp down on the disappointment.

"Not even as friends?" he prompts, because he really does like Kathryn. He's a sucker, and he knows it, but he can't seem to help it. Not when she's right there.