He nods at that, taking a sip of his coffee as he collects himself.

"I know," Lancelot says finally, "forgive if it seemed as such -- I suppose I only wished for... assurance in some way that I was not... seeing ghosts where there were none, and to warn you. I was the one who said I trusted him before, after all. I am not so arrogant as to think my judgement might have swayed you too far but... since it changed so much, I thought it worth mentioning."