[ Merlin takes a step toward the desk, tilts his head at it in catlike curiousity and carefully picks it up. ]
Where did you get this?
[ He lifts it a little higher so the light catches it, watching it rotate slowly. There's something oddly hypnotic about it. Arthur must have got it from -- the sorcerer, haha, sorcerer who was arrested and Merlin shoots Arthur an awkward frown before steeling himself and focusing on the markings. ]
It's -- a protective charm, I think, although I -- don't understand all of this. I'd have to look it up.
[ ... Er, you know, in the books he definitely does not have on magic. Merlin shifts uncomfortably, unsure how much he is allowed to say or do. ]
no subject
[ Merlin takes a step toward the desk, tilts his head at it in catlike curiousity and carefully picks it up. ]
Where did you get this?
[ He lifts it a little higher so the light catches it, watching it rotate slowly. There's something oddly hypnotic about it. Arthur must have got it from -- the sorcerer, haha, sorcerer who was arrested and Merlin shoots Arthur an awkward frown before steeling himself and focusing on the markings. ]
It's -- a protective charm, I think, although I -- don't understand all of this. I'd have to look it up.
[ ... Er, you know, in the books he definitely does not have on magic. Merlin shifts uncomfortably, unsure how much he is allowed to say or do. ]