Room 407, Thursday Evening

[bigdamndestiny]

Tonight, Merlin was going to try the meditations that Lady Ghanima had been working on with him. Maybe he could figure out how to stop the whole... furniture moving business without asking her. Because, good god, you did NOT ask a lady about that

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[17andinfected]

"Merlin?" a hesitant voice called from outside the door, accompanied by tapping on the said door's frame to alert him to its presence. "It's Shilo. Did you get my message?"

[bigdamndestiny]

"Shilo!" Merlin got up quickly. "Yes, come in. Come in."

[17andinfected]

Shilo entered. "Hi," she said. "Um. So. I had this dream this afternoon. And I think I need to go home." Because one clearly led to the other. "But my going home might not be a good idea, because of... stuff." She looked around the room, and sighed. "I don't know what to do," she finally said, flopping down on what she thought was Cal's bed.

Because radio didn't make it a point of chronicling Cal's attempts to get busy with someone.

[bigdamndestiny]

Because radio was full of perverted squirrels!

"...You had a dream and now you think you ought to go home," Merlin repeated, trying to make certain of this. "Do... you're dreams often come true?"

[17andinfected]

Shilo shrugged. "I don't really dream a lot. Or, at least, I didn't back home," she said. "But this would be important. I need to find..." God, she was not going to cry again, she'd spent all afternoon bawling. "Merlin, I need to find out what happened to my father's body," she finally said.

[bigdamndestiny]

"When are you going?"

[17andinfected]

"Next week. Wednesday night," she replied. Wow, look at that floor, because looking at Merlin suddenly made her feel all guilty about thinking of the idea in the first place. "At least, that seems like a good time. I'm going to try and talk to all of my professors for my Thursday classes during their office hours, or something. Edna will probably pitch a fit, but Tim seems like he might understand."

[bigdamndestiny]

A detention would be worth it if they had any problems. "Did you need someone to go with you?"

[17andinfected]

Shilo's head snapped up, her eyes wide with surprise. It was fairly obvious she either hadn't thought of that, or hadn't expected Merlin to say it. "Um. I. Er. I guess... I'd like one?" she finally managed to say. "I just don't want to take someone without them knowing what we might be getting into. I mean, it's bad enough that I can barely defend myself and I'm going back."

[bigdamndestiny]

Like he could not offer to help here there. "I'll come with then. No one can harm you then."

Because he looked so terrifying.

[17andinfected]

Blink. Blink blink. "Are you sure?" she squeaked after a moment. "Like, one thousand percent certain that you want to do that?"

Because Shilo was pretty damn sure that if Merlin got hurt- or, God forbid, died- she would be dealing with Francine. And then Katchoo, for making Francine upset. And then Arthur, for putting him out of a man servant.

[bigdamndestiny]

"Trust me, Shilo. I'll be fine."

[17andinfected]

Shilo still looked worried. "If you say so," she finally said. "I just don't want to get back and have Francine mad at me." Or worse, Katchoo. Oh God, Katchoo. Shilo fought the urge to shiver.

[bigdamndestiny]

"I'll talk to Francine if that will help you."

[17andinfected]

"She's not allowed to come," Shilo said, quickly. "I don't want a ton of people tagging along. It's not safe there."

[bigdamndestiny]

"Just you and I." A beat. "...and Arthur, but he'll help!"