In Alan Davis ‘s Excalibur #43 (1991), a single page delivers pure comic gold. After Nightcrawler’s dream of Meggan sparks Captain Britain’s jealousy—igniting a heated argument in the crowded lighthouse—Meggan descends the central shaft, carrying gear with the Technet.

Spotting Brian, she leans in for a swift kiss, whispers “good morning,” and glides onward, entirely oblivious to the drama surrounding her.

Davis, both writing and drawing, captures the moment’s effortless charm. Meggan’s instinctive warmth cuts through tension like sunlight; Britain’s scowl dissolves, and the argument simply evaporates.

It is a masterclass in visual storytelling—no monologue required. Davis resolves a simmering love triangle with wit, economy, and genuine affection for these characters.

Simple, romantic, unforgettable. This is Excalibur at its best, and precisely why Davis remains one of comics’ most beloved craftsmen.