"You don't want to send me away, not yet," still she does not touch him. She leans back a bit, but only to tug the chair closer to the bed.
"Mordred tells me you found her," this in the language of his childhood, "And surely he must be right, because here you are now, and he was more than miserable over losing you. You would not have put yourself here; and so I can see, too, that the selkie has good sense."