Merlin didn't even respond to the request via the network, he simply picked himself up from the library and headed to Arthur's room. He knew it was a disservice to think he was about to get strangled or stabbed or told that this was to be their last conversation, but...well, two days without much else to think about had made him paranoid.
He stared at the door for a good two minutes before knocking.
Arthur had a lot of time to think since their chat in the CES. It hadn't exactly been the best two days of his life either. He spent half his time trying to figure out the moments Merlin might have used magic around him and the other half wondering what was expected of him to do. Or what his father would expect him to do.
"Good," he said when he opened it, then gestured for Merlin to come in. He stood there a moment after he closed the door again, unsure what to say or do exactly. He decided to walk over to the fireplace with his hands clasped behind his back. After a good five minutes of staring into the fire, gathering his thoughts, Arthur spoke, "I am not my father."
"I know," Merlin said, without thinking about it. He didn't need to think about it. If he'd thought that the prince was Uther, or growing up to be Uther, he would never have told him the truth - would never have put so much faith in him to begin with.
Arthur nodded, accepting that answer. "Then you should also know that unlike my father, I don't view sorcery as the source of all evil. It's not all good, but it's not all bad either."
He faced Merlin with an awkwardness that said he hadn't had much practice at telling people what he was feeling. "So...what I'm trying to say is that...I understand why you didn't tell me. And despite everything I said," he paused here, feeling extremely awkward about what he was about to say, "I still consider you to be a friend."
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He stared at the door for a good two minutes before knocking.
"It's me."
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"Good," he said when he opened it, then gestured for Merlin to come in. He stood there a moment after he closed the door again, unsure what to say or do exactly. He decided to walk over to the fireplace with his hands clasped behind his back. After a good five minutes of staring into the fire, gathering his thoughts, Arthur spoke, "I am not my father."
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He faced Merlin with an awkwardness that said he hadn't had much practice at telling people what he was feeling. "So...what I'm trying to say is that...I understand why you didn't tell me. And despite everything I said," he paused here, feeling extremely awkward about what he was about to say, "I still consider you to be a friend."
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