What - no, I'm sorry, I shouldn't ask that. But you know I'd do anything for you guys after how much you've helped me out, all of you. If you think it'll do anything, then whenever the time feels right, all you have to do is ask.

[Her rigid, determined expression flags a little, and she pulls her cloak tighter around her again, for comfort more than warmth.]

I'm sorry, Merlin. How's - how's Arthur? Is he -

[Coping is the wrong word, but she can't think of one to replace it. She only knows that Arthur and Morgana loved one another in a strange but very deep way, and she can't imagine how he feels now.]