Lancelot hesitates, struggling to find the right words. He doesn't know what to say, nor what kind of thing he even wants to, he just wants Faolan to stay here while he works that out.
"... Please, just. Eat your food. You will feel better for it. Let us deal with one problem at a time, not... everything at once. Or at least let me finish my food if you will not, I can think better after I've eaten."
He offers Faolan a pained sort of smile, desperation to just be allowed to do something normal and easy for five minutes before they wade any deep into potential disaster.
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Lancelot hesitates, struggling to find the right words. He doesn't know what to say, nor what kind of thing he even wants to, he just wants Faolan to stay here while he works that out.
"... Please, just. Eat your food. You will feel better for it. Let us deal with one problem at a time, not... everything at once. Or at least let me finish my food if you will not, I can think better after I've eaten."
He offers Faolan a pained sort of smile, desperation to just be allowed to do something normal and easy for five minutes before they wade any deep into potential disaster.