[he's close enough to the water to reach out, touch it with the tips of his fingers, and he has been when she speaks. the music stops then, and Merlin looks to her with an interest - she's a unique one, and his gaze rests on the flower for a fraction of a second longer than he should.]
When I feel like it, yeah. You?
[he's no closer to unraveling the illness, but he's met a host of people. this Circle - it was as eccentric as could be hoped.]
no subject
When I feel like it, yeah. You?
[he's no closer to unraveling the illness, but he's met a host of people. this Circle - it was as eccentric as could be hoped.]