Third Floor Common Room, Wednesday Afternoon

[bitch_prince]

Despite Merlin's sudden turn towards actual servitude, which had worn off rather quickly and suddenly this morning, and the difficult conversation with Liir the previous day, Arthur was feeling almost pleasant today. Stop the presses.

When he found the common room empty, he promptly took a seat in a chair that didn't look too uncomfortable. He

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[decoder_rings]

So, it wasn't his floor. So what? He'd been passing by, saw someone supremely botherable and stopped his walking.

"You look content," he said from the doorway.

[bitch_prince]

"Hannibal," Arthur greeted. He bit down on another date, swallowed it, and looked up. "Come to practice the smart mouth again?"

[decoder_rings]

"What, on you?" Hannibal asked, smirking. "Maybe. You asked me that quick. I almost think you want me to practice."

[bitch_prince]

"No," Arthur said, dryly, "I've merely met you."

[future_sandworm]

Leto felt in need of company as well as something to eat, and the common room seemed like the best place for that. Some day he would just walk into town and show up on Ghani's doorstep when he was in a mood for company, but not today.

Noticing Arthur, he smirked. "So that's where the dried fruit disappeared."

[bitch_prince]

"I was hungry," Arthur protested, "And you do leave it around everywhere. It's like you don't know how to clean up after yourself."

Neither did Arthur, but he had Merlin for that.

[future_sandworm]

Leto gave him a look that should tell Arthur exactly what he thought of that remark. "If you are concerned by my untidiness, I'm sure your servant can sort that out." He grabbed a handful for himself, then sat down on the couch.

[bitch_prince]

"Not concerned," Arthur said, idly, "Merely making an observation." He bit down on another date.