He liked that she was a reader of adventure novels. Merlin, he liked everything about her. And he'd be perfectly content to have the nickname of Finn, or Huck, or Tom, or Sawyer — or even Mordred if it amused her.

The tall ranger looked down at his companion thoughtfully; "what is it you wish to see? Or know."

Everything in the world was a very broad ambition, after all. Though it was one Arven had made a dent in.