[Bedivere had asked him once—"Why did you choose a knight as worthless as me to be a Knight of the Round Table?" and Arthur had more or less responded the same way. They each had their own talents, and they each had things that some of them could do better than others.
He didn't doubt that she was right. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't have thought twice about doing what he could here, because surely there was a reason they were here. But for now... his heart and mind were elsewhere. It was hard not to think that this wasn't his fight.]
I want to believe that, too. [Or maybe it was more like— he had to believe it. For the sake of everything else.] Though it seems we've no choice in the matter.
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[Bedivere had asked him once—"Why did you choose a knight as worthless as me to be a Knight of the Round Table?" and Arthur had more or less responded the same way. They each had their own talents, and they each had things that some of them could do better than others.
He didn't doubt that she was right. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't have thought twice about doing what he could here, because surely there was a reason they were here. But for now... his heart and mind were elsewhere. It was hard not to think that this wasn't his fight.]
I want to believe that, too. [Or maybe it was more like— he had to believe it. For the sake of everything else.] Though it seems we've no choice in the matter.