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[ Arthur's hands are shaking, and therefore, so is the Forge. But it's obvious, even in the dim light, that he's blood-spattered. But underneath the gore sluiced across his face, his jaw is firmed, his breathing slow and deliberate. ]

I'm so sorry. If I'd realized, I never would have —

[ No, he needs to start earlier than that. ]

If — someone who knows Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks could collect their bodies from the ruins...

[ No, that's not the place either. He swallows, hard, guilt shadowing his eyes. ]

[ Filter: Priscilla, Byakuya. ]

I have done — a terrible thing. I'll be stepping down from my position as Vice Commander, of course. And I would like to turn myself in to be judged at Themis.

Someone will have to be assigned to bring in Bellatrix. She fled into the Mist. I honestly thought she was no longer a threat to anybody, but I was wrong.

I've been wrong in a lot of things.

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No - what are you saying, Arthur? Why would I need to do such if you shall be here to do that yourself? Are you hurt?

I'm well. I simply may not be in Anatole for some time.

Where shall you be going? Not alone, I hope? There is no chance that I shall let you go by yourself.

[ all said very quickly as she tries not to panic but the sight of him covered in blood and his words, they finally sink in, bodies he said. ]

You may have to, I'm afraid. I've turned myself in.

...What happened? I know you; you would not hurt anyone without a reason.

Intentions do not matter when a good man is dead.

[ His voice cracks, like he's a teenager again and chastised by his father, but this time the scolding is from a voice no-one else can hear. ]

I'm sorry, Morgana.

No, Arthur, do not apologize. I know you meant no harm. You should not be on your own.

Merlin's... somewhere.

[ He'd heard his voice. He's back there, in the dark. Arthur rubs a palm over his jaw, wrinkles his nose at the sticky feeling of drying blood. ]

Good that's -

[ That's good. Merlin can make sense of this, she thinks, even if she cannot. ]

We will not leave you, Arthur.

[ He's displaying an unbearable amount of weakness, but he fumbles until he finds the private button, certain that her sweet worry for him is going to shake his composure apart. ]

I killed him. Everything he taught me about the goodness in people, and I took his life.

You did not wish for this. I do not know what happened Arthur but I know you meant no harm to anyone.

[ and all that blood; it just dawns upon her that Remus and Tonks are dead but even now she cannot accept that Arthur has anything to do with this. Not Arthur. ]

Does intention matter? He's dead.

Of course it matters. The Mist could have caused it as well. Something happened because you would not do this and this is - it is a mistake.

[ It is almost naive. The same reply she had given him the first time evidence were found connecting Gwen and sorcery, well she's innocent. ]

I ran him through.

Don't.

Tell me why.

Because I thought he was a threat. Because I thought he was a monster. What do you think Morgana? It doesn't matter.

It does matter since you were acting out of need to protect not to cause harm. If you thought that he would hurt someone -

[ she knows so little of Remus Lupin. Just that he is Tonks' husband and knows magic. ]

It does matter.

That's not for me to say. I'm going to take the boat to Themis.

[ Of course he will, she sighs, accepting it. ]

Could we visit you?

Yes. I would like that.

[ Nodding. ]

Then be certain that I shall see you soon.

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