It takes her a moment to realize what exactly it is. She picks it up and turns it over in her palm. She's unfamiliar with her mother's crest. If it had been the crest of the House of Gorlois, she would have known it instantly, but this?

It is only because of their recent attempts to find something, anything of her mother's that she finally grasps its significance.

She looks a the ring, lightly running her finger across the crest and then finally looks back at Arthur.

"How did you --"

No, that's not where she wants to start.

"Is this --"

No, not there either.

"This is --"

Arthur has done the near impossible, Morgana's having difficulty articulating what she means to say.

"Thank you, Arthur."