Packing really was a bother without your manservant, wasn't it? Not that Arthur had any intention of winding up in that particular situation. He had a sword ready if there was ever any danger of it, and all.

"That would be quite a feat," Arthur replied, "Considering you've survived how many years of Fandom...?"

He gestured magnanimously at Leto's bed. Hey, if he wasn't there, there was no reason someone couldn't be seated there.