Arthur nodded some. Chris-something he thought it was called. And it seemed they held true to the same belief that all magic was evil like his father did. There had to be some kind of good magic out there, right?
When she spoke of not knowing who Morgause was, and then the explination of same world but different times, he ran a hand through his blond hair. "I suppose I will be needing to take your word for such." But then she was speaking of possession and his hand went immediately to his sword.
"Possession? By dark creatures I take it?" His eyes darted around, wary for threat. Even though he knew he shouldn't go with her, he had little choice. And she was acting different than last he saw her. More like the old her but he had been fooled by her before.
"Very well Morgana." He left off the rest of his words of he was going to watch her or make threat on her. But really, he didn't have much of a choice other than to trust her.