"Yeah," she agrees. "It does."

It doesn't. But she calls herself a king often enough, so why not lay claim to it? She'd died before him, King Arthur lingering on earth longer than she did... but she'd already surpassed him, in her eyes.

"So don't tell me what to do. Got it?" Back to this again. "I'm gonna figure out a way to hurt these guys. Play nice, and I'll get you out, too."