I am so sorry for the lateness!!! This can close it, or the next one. Again I apolgoize for sucking!
His insistence that Camelot was real was cute. Hell, who was Leslie to say that it wasn't? Marrowood brought together a lot of different people from different worlds, and if what the science twins said about multiple realities was correct then it was completely possible that this man was truly Arthur Pendragon of the fabled Camelot. Leslie had to get used to meeting new people from across different realities; at least she had been lucky to meet nice people. No one had wanted to kill her, just yet at least.
She smiled when Arthur patted her hand. She knew he had good intentions. King Arthur of legend was one of the most heroic figures, and the most wise. Leslie believed that if anyone could help with their dilemma that it was him; or, at the very least, he'd be able to lend his strength to defend the weaker people of the town. Like her. She was no good at defending herself against the monsters of this town. Unless she had a frying pan. Somehow that had worked - once.
Her eyes widened when he said he had never eaten waffles, and Leslie gasped a little. "Never had... never had waffles," she asked in disbelief. She supposed she could believe it. Maybe Camelot didn't have waffles, and that made Leslie wonder if it could have truly been one of the greatest kingdoms in history without the awesome breakfast food.
"Well that just won't do," Leslie said finally. "Come with me. I'll make you waffles, and you'll feel better. Trust me. And then you can continue figuring out a way out of here once you're tummy's full. Or you can nap. I'm not a fan of napping because there's so much that can be done while you're asleep. But that's just me. You can nap. I've learned that other people need to nap more than I do."