We're friends, I know. [But they are also lady and maidservant, queen and subject, and as far as Morgana is concerned, that means she must be all the more certain to take of Gwen.] If you're done with the forge, do you want to walk to the Plane's forest? I don't mind a forge, but I feel--[She gestures to the abyss of space around them, the impossibility of discerning ground from sky.]--lost, here.