[... Frowns at that, and while he doesn't know Gwen well, somehow that doesn't sit right with him and he wants to protest... but also knows that he can't if only because he doesn't know -- still, why wouldn't Gwen love him, too?]
[...]
Maybe it's not the same. It's similar enough, just... [...] whatever he asked of me, I'd do. [Even if it meant killing him before he could be hanged. Even if it meant having to be left behind here so he can be happy with her, so he can have his one chance a the "family" he actually wants. Even if it tore him apart to do these things. It all comes down to her, and their child. That's a picture he doesn't fit into.]
[Squeezes Lancelot's shoulder lightly, mimicking the small but sad smile]