[Arthur made a noise that was close to disgusted with him and turned to walk away a few paces, over to the window. It was nothing but black and tiny stars out there, and he wished he was home more than anything right now. That he could grab Merlin by his big ears and drag him back there and everything would be okay. Guinevere would be there, and his men and things would make sense.]

"She abused a privilege and now she should have to earn it back." [He turned back slightly to face the other man.] "But that decision isn't in either of our hands. I'm not going to speak to Mozenrath about this, and you shouldn't either. She's his problem and I am so tired of going in circles with you about her. So I'm asking you to drop it. Please."