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[It seems eons have passed since he last showed his face on the network. It is a thinner face, one that has sobered considerably, one that is weary of life's trials.]

I wish to apologize to all those I worried. I...[he pauses as memories of his truly humiliating state flash through his mind. Swallowing quietly he continues] I seem to be myself again. I know not how I lost track of my bracelet this time, but I will keep a watchful eye to make certain to the best of my ability that it will not happen again.

[A soft smile spreads itself on his lips, despite it all]

To all my friends – I will be glad to hear from you. And my students - I would like you to contact me so that we may arrange a time for lessons to make up for my absence if you wish to have them.

To those unaware and the newcomers to Asgard - I welcome you. My name is Sir Lancelot, please feel at ease to ask any question you may have, and if you wish to learn self defense you are more than welcome to contact me for that as well, I will be glad to refer you to the right teacher if you wish to master a weapon I do not offer instructions on.

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You need not give me anything, Mordred. But I will be happy to visit you.

It is something important [Serious frown]

And also I have missed you [This is said more quietly]

And I, you.

[He means it, too. Mordred became one of the most precious people to him in Asgard.]

Then I shall come forthwith, if that is alright.

[With a little smile he nods]

I shall only be a moment.

[True to his word, only a few short minutes later there is a knock on the door]

[There is not a moment between Mordred opening the door and the boy casting his small arms about the knight's torso and holding tight to him as if he were the mast of a ship lost amidst a storm at sea.]

[The knight's hand moves to stroke Mordred's hair, and when the child's grip will allow it he will go down to his knees to give him a proper hug.]

[And Mordred presses his head to Lancelot's shoulder. After a while he turns to grab for Lancelot's hand, and begins trying to wrap a thin but long strap of cloth about his wrist. Along the length of it he has written Lancelot's home address, where he belongs, where he should be returned to if he gets lost again.]

[Lancelot looks down at what the boy is doing curiously; and breaks into a fond smile as he reads the words.

Nothing is quite as touching as a child's concern.]

[When Mordred has secured it he looks up at Lancelot expectantly]

Now even your memory cannot lose you

[He smiles at that, leaning down to press a soft kiss against the top of Mordred's head]

Thank you.

But...you shall stay this time

[Perhaps saying so shall make it so]

I will make every effort. [But Mordred needs to know this] But sometimes, these things do not depend on us nor our wills. Some of us will get pulled away, regardless of what we may wish to do. You must know it is not because we do not wish with you. My heart is always by your side, no matter what.

[Mordred listens with dutiful attention to each word, but it is clear with the falter of his frown and the slight move of his foot, the hesitant desire to step back, that he is uncertain of what he has been told.

After a moment he drops his gaze to the ground, but reaches up to take two of Lancelot's fingers in his own]

[Lancelot's own fingers wrap around the child's, giving them a small squeeze.]

We are together now. Let us focus on that.

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you're about to tell him about the Great Kings of the Past, Lance, aren't you?

the great knights, they usually go first.