Hm...

Launcelot came back to Arthur and the other knights, shrugging and shaking his head. "Can't seem to find him."

Bedevere slapped him on the back of the head. "Why'd you have to go and kill Deveire's lord, you nasty person?"

Launcelot rubbed his head. "I didn't mean to…."

"Where do you suppose Galahad and Deveire are?" Robin asked, still hiding behind Arthur. "You don't think they…."

"I highly doubt that, yet I highly would not be surprised," Arthur sighed, turning around and staring at Robin oddly.

"Oh God Almighty," Bedevere hissed. "Galahad…he can't…."

Arthur shushed him and motioned for all the other knights to go back to their rooms. "He won't." He paused. "But the next time you see him, make sure he's not literally the color blue, would you?"

The Knights nodded, groaning with exasperation as they retreated into their rooms again.

"Deveire."

"Hm?" Deveire muttered tiredly.

"You don't think you could…find some light or something?"

Deveire blinked…which was pointless since she couldn't tell if her eyes were closed in the first place. "Erm…I think we can leave the room altogether…."

"Good luck finding the door."

"Bloody hell…."

"Exactly."

Deveire attempted moving around the room, but she tripped and fell on something. "How many times have I done that in my lifetime?" she asked sarcastically.

"Not enough, apparently," came a voice from directly underneath her. "Deveire…ow."

Deveire realized she had tripped on Galahad. "Oh for crying out loud…this is so cliché."

"For what? Getting trapped in a room with no light?"

"Sure, why not?"

Deveire tried getting off Galahad, but apparently he kept moving when she did.

"Galahad…Galahad, sit STILL!"

"I can't."

"Why not?"

"Because I am still."

Deveire froze. "Oh my god…."

All of a sudden Deveire found the door and ran screaming out of the room. She ran into the wall across from the room and turned around, making sure Galahad was behind her.

He was, but he was carrying a rabbit in his hands as he came out. Deveire blinked several times.

Galahad set the rabbit down onto the ground, and it hopped towards Deveire once. She screamed and ran at Galahad, throwing her arms around his neck.

Galahad blinked. "You're afraid of rabbits?"

"Most."

Galahad sighed. "This is ironic." The rabbit hopped back into the room, and Galahad looked at Deveire, who still had her arms around his neck. He laughed. "You're pathetic, Deveire."

She stuck her tongue out at him and let go, dusting her hands off.

"You feeling better?" Galahad asked quietly.

Deveire looked at him and nodded, suddenly very calm. "Yes…a bit. Although the dark room and the rabbit…." She fell silent and stared ahead of her. Galahad looked to see what she was looking at, but he saw nothing. He made eye contact with her. "Galahad…?"

"Yes?"

Deveire's eyes widened, and she looked ahead of her again. "Where those supposed to represent something?"

"What?"

"The dark room and the rabbit."

"Oh Jesus."

Deveire shrugged. "I go for the symbolism."

"Really," Galahad grinned. "I had no idea."

"Well," Deveire sighed, walking in an exaggerated form past Galahad, "just forget you then."

Galahad grabbed her arm, though, and before she could protest, he pulled her to him and kissed her softly, one hand holding hers. Deveire's ears rang and little lights went off in her head.

"Galahad," she muttered, resting her forehead against his. "I have to ask you something."

"Hm?"

She pushed him away from her. "What in the name of MERLIN was that?!"

Galahad raised an eyebrow. "A kiss…and coming from the Chaste, no less…." He frowned as he said this, trying to make sense of it all.

Deveire suppressed a grin and grabbed the front of Galahad's tunic. "I know it was something," she murmured, pulling him to her. "But I'm not sure it was necessarily a kiss."

Galahad, who was already feeling lightheaded, felt absolutely in the air as Deveire pulled him into the dark room with the rabbit by the front of his tunic.