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[tatty_bye]

Who: Reaver and Merlin
Where: Merlin's Cabin
When: Just after the end of the flood.
What: Merlin casts a spell. Reaver is suspicious

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[takeyouapart]

Merlin was...still reeling a bit from an educative few days with Valmont, but none of his more personal problems were relevant to the massive problem of dealing with Reaver. The flood had put a halt on things but now he was ready to get on with them, and (after some cautious testing) he could judge the spell he'd adapted as ready for use.

He was at one of his workbenches, ten feet from the door, and waved a hand to open it from where he was sitting.

"'Evening."

[takeyouapart]

"Reaver, pestering and flirting don't count as socialising, and making excuses for the Admiral doesn't count as a job."

[tatty_bye]

"Then you, young man, have never had a job in politics," he quipped. "And I am interacting with people socially. I am therefore socializing. Half of it being something you've never done before does not exclude them."

[takeyouapart]

"This isn't about me. You need to actually get on with people. The way you 'socialise' just makes them more distant, most of the time."

[tatty_bye]

"I get on with people better than many. You know there are people that are not especially fond of you, as well, but you would hardly think to blame yourself for that."

[takeyouapart]

"Still isn't about me, or 'many'. You know, given how much you love talking about yourself, you do seem a bit eager to change the subject to everyone else today."

[tatty_bye]

"I can hardly help it if I fail to be the least bit interested in what you're bringing to the table, Merlin."

[takeyouapart]

Merlin sighed. Maybe after he hadn't been able to smooth over the rough edges with intoxicants for a few days his Inmate would be slightly more amenable to a proper conversation. He could dream. In the meantime, he turned back to his book.

"I won't waste any more of your time then. Think the days would go by better if me and Loki weren't the only people who liked talking to you, that's all."

[tatty_bye]

"Which goes to show how little you know of my social life." He turned to depart.