[The Lancer's eyes are not on him as he studies the man's face. The sloppiness of the entire affair offends him as a Strategist. The founding premise offends him as a Knight. But even if his own Pride (for let it not be said that Sir Lancelot is not as Arrogant as the Legends say) has led him to be more Harsh and indeed more Emotional in speaking to Diarmuid than he would have liked, the other Servant's Weakness does not offend him.
He has been weak himself. On a handful of rather memorable occasions. Without preamble, he raises one large, long-fingered, black-gloved hand and places it firmly on Diarmuid's shoulder.]
If Cu Chulainn has told you the same, then I am in good company-- and what Honor there is in our Speech together, I will share with you.
I came to you not to Blame you, but to be Truthful with you, when with many, I would not be moved to take such Pains. Each man has his own grievous Errors and fatal Flaws, for they are the testament of a Mortal Heart. For a Servant, this is yet so, no matter how long since the Heart has beaten in Life-- and perhaps we feel them all the more Keenly for that.
If I have been Harsh in my Speech, it is only that, rightly or wrongly, I have expected more from Diarmuid ua Duibhine-- but it seems I am not alone in this, for you yourself share that feeling. You may not undo what has been done, but if you will heed me in one thing, it is that you should in future seek better council when considering strategy. Seek out those who will question you, and beware of the Heart's appeal. [There is, at last, a tolerant light in Lancelot's eyes. Though he has some remaining concerns and reservations, Lancelot is now satisfied, for the moment at least, that his fellow Knight is not headed down an unpleasant path. His tone gentles very slightly.] For you have, I think, enough Heart of your own that you do not need, at least solely, the council of another.
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The sloppiness of the entire affair offends him as a Strategist. The founding premise offends him as a Knight. But even if his own Pride (for let it not be said that Sir Lancelot is not as Arrogant as the Legends say) has led him to be more Harsh and indeed more Emotional in speaking to Diarmuid than he would have liked, the other Servant's Weakness does not offend him.
He has been weak himself. On a handful of rather memorable occasions.
Without preamble, he raises one large, long-fingered, black-gloved hand and places it firmly on Diarmuid's shoulder.]
If Cu Chulainn has told you the same, then I am in good company-- and what Honor there is in our Speech together, I will share with you.
I came to you not to Blame you, but to be Truthful with you, when with many, I would not be moved to take such Pains. Each man has his own grievous Errors and fatal Flaws, for they are the testament of a Mortal Heart. For a Servant, this is yet so, no matter how long since the Heart has beaten in Life-- and perhaps we feel them all the more Keenly for that.
If I have been Harsh in my Speech, it is only that, rightly or wrongly, I have expected more from Diarmuid ua Duibhine-- but it seems I am not alone in this, for you yourself share that feeling.
You may not undo what has been done, but if you will heed me in one thing, it is that you should in future seek better council when considering strategy. Seek out those who will question you, and beware of the Heart's appeal.
[There is, at last, a tolerant light in Lancelot's eyes. Though he has some remaining concerns and reservations, Lancelot is now satisfied, for the moment at least, that his fellow Knight is not headed down an unpleasant path. His tone gentles very slightly.]
For you have, I think, enough Heart of your own that you do not need, at least solely, the council of another.