"I've never heard the tale of King Arthur, so yes," she nods. "Maybe you can tell me about it."

She won't really take it to heart if John takes some liberties with the tale. Chances are she won't know enough to be able to tell what's accurate and what isn't, in any case. Her smile softens at his tone, feeling pleased even though he still looks away from her.

"I do," she nods, hands steady on his arm, unwilling to let go. (And, well, he's stuck up here with her for the time being, so it's not like he can make a run for it.) "I disagree. I have met many good people. They might have done some bad things... I have done bad things as well," she admits softly. "But it doesn't make them bad people. We all make mistakes."