Galahad hesitated. If anyone knew the ins and outs of training to be a knight, it would be the brother he had always worshipped, wouldn't it? He wasn't going to say that...he was still worried that his enthusiasm over his idealised brother might have been a little off-putting and he didn't want to make it worse.
"Whatever you think would be best," he said, shrugging. "I don't...I don't actually know very much about the process. I didn't really grow up around knights, you know." He had so many question, wanted to ask all of them all at once and know the answers. How had Lancelot been raised? What sorts of things did he know how to do? Had he heard prophecies too?
"But I do know that I'd like to be one," he added, his eyes shining, "And we could quest together...find...the Holy Grail, or whatever it is they're questing after these days. The Fountain of Youth?"
Lancelot laughed "I don't think we need to find the fountain of youth for a few years. I'm sure there will be plenty of quests for us once we are knights of Camelot."
He clapped a hand on Galahad's shoulder in what he assumed was a brotherly way, beaming at him.
"I will take you to meet Arthur, and we can petition him to train you as well, and we will become knights together." He did sort of like the idea of his little brother being his squire and looking up to him and all that, but Galahad wasn't that much younger than him, and it would be a little bit strange. No, better to have him as an ally as they trained and achieved it together, it would be a bonding experience.
It was a fairly bizarre thing, Galahad realised, the feeling of having suddenly achieved the one thing you'd been trying to do your whole life. It would have been less strange, he thought, if he'd had to really work for it, if there had been some quest on which he had needed to prove that he was worthy of his brother's companionship...but this way, it was as if he'd been given the thing he wanted most without even having to work for it at all. He didn't really know what to do with himself without a quest.
"Perhaps being a knight can become my quest for the time being," he mused. "I...I am very glad to have met you, Lancelot Du Lac." He gave Lance a sheepish sort of smile, hoping as much as anything that he wouldn't let his brother down either. Maybe Lancelot hadn't been searching for him all his life, but that didn't mean he wanted to have a brother who was a disappointment.
"It is a very time consuming quest," Lancelot confided - after all, technically it was a quest that he'd been on all his life, everything he had done had been leading up to becoming one of Arthur's knights, so he definitely wasn't going to put down Galahad's idea, it was a perfectly worthy quest in his eyes.
"As am I very glad to have met you." Lancelot proclaimed happily, yanking him forward with the hand that was still on his shoulder to give him a brotherly hug. "It is a very great thing to have family."