Lance doesn't want to leave Gwen at Nun Central, because he is in love with her. Gwen replies that since she is no one's wife and her entire personality depends on being someone's wife or whore, she has no personality, and must therefore become a nun and give her heart only to God. Lance points out that this leaves him in a screwed position, since he's lost his King and he's lost his honor and now he's losing...something else...or something...but Gwen hushes him with a finger to the lips. They fondly remember the time that Lance scared the hell out of her and caused her to doubt her sanity for many years, back at Fauxhenge. As a parting shot, she pulls out an oh-so-romantic crucifix and kisses it and gives it to him, so he can never forget exactly Whose fault it is that his life has become pointless and sad. She walks in, and Migraine, who apparently has actually conversed with Gwen at some point we didn't get to see, is really happy to see her. Turns out that Migraine is Mother Superior at Glastonbury, which strains credibility considering that she was a Top Three priestess at the Harvest Home Womyn's Collective, but the Glastonbury background checks are not what they could be, I guess. Migraine completely understands Gwen's martyr complex, as beating herself up long-term for cheating on her husband is what brought her here too.
Because she's a bored old harridan troublemaker, Migraine brings Gwen immediately to Margulaine, who's staring into space inside the convent. There's a ten-minute Noh play in which they stare at each other like gunslingers before Margulaine relents to give Gwen what turns out to be a sweet, nice, natural hug. It's touching. Gwen relates her regret at "coming between" Margulaine and Arthur (although not at doing the same with Lance and Arthur, which I think is funny, even if you don't) and tells Margulaine that Arthur needs her now, since he's endangered -- by "your son," Incest Bastard. Until that backhanded warning, I thought we'd lost Gwen forever. Thank Goddess for pointless bitchery.
Margulaine rides toward Camelot through the waves and waves of refugees who are leaving the coast due to being slaughtered wholesale by the Saxons. They're pretty dirty, so you know they're refugees. Touching Moment #2 in like five minutes: Margulaine's sitting on her horse on a hill when suddenly she squeezes her eyes closed. I'm hoping she's not going to have another tin-foil flashback, but instead she smiles and holds out her hand. Vivarin rides up and clasps it, and it's just beautiful. They have a bummer moment, but it's also full of love. Margulaine mixes some mad metaphors while explaining to Vivarin that while she turned her back on her, her heart never turned. Which I'm trying to picture. Vivarin joins in the self-pity party by saying that she destroyed their relationship in the name of the Goddess, and now she fears that she might have destroyed "something else," which is either Camelot, or Avalon, or somebody besides Margulaine's sense of self-worth. Choosing the first two, Margulaine asks if Camelot and the Harvest Home Womyn's Collective are going to "disappear into the Mists," which I guess means "be forgotten forever," and why is Margulaine suddenly talking in Tori Amos code? Say what you mean, Margulaine! Vivarin's all, "Yeah, it's going to suck big-time, everybody dead, I am right now at this very moment hallucinating that everything is covered in blood." Margulaine's like, "Okay...?"