And sat back, running a shaking hand through his hair. God, he wasn't ready for this--
So when have I ever been? Mordred pushed himself to his feet, pocketed the room key, and went into the bathroom to dose himself with sanity via the cold water tap. Five minutes later he was in the street.
It took him a little over an hour to find the address, and a little more than ten minutes more to steel himself to ring the bell.