He had a feeling that watching Mordred was more to protect himself that the boy, but he didn't argue. He knew very little about the fey realm, and had no idea if he'd be of any use there anywhere. "I can watch him, if that's what you want me to do."
He hugged her back. He was more than a little worried about her. What he did know about the fey realm was that it was dangerous. And while at first he had though 'she's a fey, she should be alright' he was having second thoughts seeing how nervous she was. He heard her say she loved him and he pulled her a little closer. He cared about her more than he'd ever cared about anyone. If he didn't love her... "I. I love you, too." His voice was a little shaky and unsure, not unsure that he loved her, but unsure if he should say the words. "Are you sure I can't come with you? I could find someone else to watch Mordred."