Mordred smiled, leaning forward to kiss her on the forehead. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you and I- I love you.”

She draws back, looking like nothing so much as an offended kitten for a moment, and says, “Don’t do that, don’t kiss me there! It makes me feel like a child.” But then, she smiles, and laughs a little, and tells him, “I love you.”