"He's a growing boy," Arthur pointed out, "If he wasn't eating well, there's no way he'd be able to handle a sword." He still was a little confused how he'd wound up like this, but let it never be said Arthur Pendragon didn't know how to roll with it when necessary.

... Give him a minute to deal with the question. "You don't live here," he tried, "We're all just... visiting." Kids.