Eh?! I'm not falling anywhere!! The lady there said we could pick as much as we wanted because it'd all grow back!

[ And so he did- at least, in this place, he wasn't going to be shunned or ignored. Rather, people were actually being welcoming and calling him moonblessed and gave him this cute basket to put his fruits into! ]

Look at them, Percy! They're all so rich and ripe- you'd think they'd be like the ones back home!

[ His own memories are both fuzzy and clear- but what he does remember for certain is that what Percival and him had had before leaving (besides the memory of a bonding he feels he should forget, regarding a toilet)- was quite real and now that they're here and have found each other again...

Well, seeing as after Lancelot, he's found Percival, it's fate, isn't it? After all, it was like that last time too. He found Lancelot with ease, and when he found Percival, he was so elated he didn't want to let go. As he turns around, dropping the apples he's grabbed into the basket, he dusts off his hands and moves over to cup his hands as Percival approaches. By now he knows just not to protest when Percival thinks he can do a better job at what he was already doing. ]

Right, right.. just reach up and grab those ones up there, then.

[ He motions to some shining apples on a branch above him. ]

Then I'll make you the best apple pie ever. This time, with apples we've picked together!

[ He sounds elated at the thought. ]

Better than having to buy them for a Submissive, right?