Her broken speech resonates with him--all those flashes of fire and feeling, simmering, carefully controlled. Many times, Laertes has hoped that they might understand one another; now, though, as he glimpses the deep well of righteous fury in her, for the first time he feels that they do. "We're of like mind in this," he says. "He deserves a thousand times better than Camelot gave him--but we cannot undo that harm." Satisfying though it was to give King Arthur a piece of his mind. "We can only work toward his happiness, and in this, I am thine ally."