Francis fell silent at that. Did Arthur have a point? He felt so sure though. But if he was just Arthur's creation, then maybe was wrong. Maybe he didn't know anything for himself no matter how it felt. As Arthur did the spell again, Francis gazed at him with sad eyes. For a second, lights and smoke clouded his vision of the other man and he coughed before it cleared. "Nothing changed? Aren't I what you want them?" he asked with a little more hesitation than before.