Something pulls tight in her expression when he speaks in such a way. Galahad, beats her heart, the rough drag of his voice I am a knight no longer. As if he could ever be anything else. Clicking her teeth together, away to the window then back to him.

"Because it will not torture if you agree to this. I intend to start a business of my own. With it, I can provide you with a house, an income, freedom to move between the Up and the Down at your own leisure. Comfortable living, comfortable freedoms. All I request is a daily update of where and when you are. Since of the two of us, I am the one who actually understands what it is to provide for people?"