[Merlin's sitting on the edge of his bed, turning a little wooden carving of a dragon over in his hands, and his face is a little paler and his eyes a little darker than usual.
He clears his throat and speaks out loud.]
You were joking when you said you'd punch him, yeah?
[Spam]
He clears his throat and speaks out loud.]
You were joking when you said you'd punch him, yeah?