He felt he was exhibiting endless bloody patience right now. Cosmic patience. The patience the likes of which would be remembered until the stars themselves died out.
He could have said more. He pinched his brow instead.
"Yes, I see that," said Arthur, who was rather more contemplating smacking his head into the window really hard. "Did I or did I not tell you this was a bad idea?"
Because he felt he had been rather vocal on it, on the whole, and--
"Do you actually know how to get us back?" Arthur asked, pressing his forehead to the window to... okay, to get a better look at the chocolate. Silence.
He felt he was exhibiting endless bloody patience right now. Cosmic patience. The patience the likes of which would be remembered until the stars themselves died out.
He could have said more. He pinched his brow instead.
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Because he felt he had been rather vocal on it, on the whole, and--
"...That is fairly creative."
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"We might as well enjoy ourselves here," Merlin pointed out. "Plus you fun in that authority on sports."
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Merlin was doomed.
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