[ fine, she'll switch to video as well, but not before making sure her face and her bed are the only things that are being seen. ]

No. Worry not, I am alright.

[He stares a moment, in his usual scared of the world way, before shifting to a relieved expression and nodding. He wants to ask. The 'why' sits on his tongue, but he will not ask, not if she will not tell...which even he knows she would have already if she were going to.]

I shall keep the room clean for when you come back...

[He pauses]

...and you can tell me if you need anything.

I shall do this. Worry not, Mordred. You I shall meet again soon.

[Another nod]

Then I shall wait for that time, Morgana.