Yes, you are. I lied to you, because I am a sorcerer, because your life and Camelot's future were more important than my integrity. I have been waiting for a time when I could tell you and you'd be ready to hear it, and it clearly hasn't come yet, but this place forced my hand.

I don't want you to disregard my magic. I want you to be able to look past it and see that I have been your friend and ally all along. I lied to you because I had no choice, and now that's all you care about. And I -

[He rubs a hand over his mouth, and switches abruptly to audio, and his voice is breaking.]

- I can't do this any more. I can't play at being your servant in a place where I am your equal, and take your bullying and pretend that everything is fine while waiting for you to forgive me for something I had to do, to keep you safe.

It's been as good as a year, Arthur, and you're still the man who told me he couldn't bear to even look at me. So I think for a while I'm just going to save you the trouble.

It's - just as well you got some practice at cleaning your own chambers.

[Drop the mic, he's out, nothing further forthcoming.]