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[ well, turning back to look at the stars is distracting for her, at least. and it takes her a while to even find the horse, even when she was the first one to find it earlier. it takes even longer to find the heart.

it's probably been two minutes now. ]

I can't find it. [ and she looks like she's at peace, but her tone is irritated. of all the things that she can't find. . . ]

[ He can't help it... a soft breathy laugh follows her declaration, the tone of her voice more than anything. ]

Come here... give me your hand.

[ It's too close, in a way. That he shifts in a way that indicates she can shuffle right up against him. His hand, the furthest from her, waits with his palm facing up. ]

[ fine, she does just that—moving closer and giving him her hand—not even thinking of anything else but finding the heart. once again, he's won... not that they're even playing a game of who can find this or that, in the first place. (athena, why do you have to be so competitive.) ]

I'll have to make sure I find something difficult to see later on.

Like a dragon.

[ He lightly licks his lips to try and stop them from going dry as he takes her hand. He's careful to keep his palm against the back of her hand, using them to point so she can follow her own arm.

He drags her in closer with his other arm, trying to make the viewpoint more similar to his own. ]

You haven't even seen a real dragon. [ He murmurs it softly, tilting his head to check she's looking properly, but okay he's. Close. Now. He points her hand in the right direction, holding his breath tight while he waits for her to see it. ]

[ oh, she sees it! and she even shakes her hand, pointing at it. ]

Heh, I see it now! [ she shifts a bit to get a better look at him before she grins. ] It does look like a heart, doesn't it?

[ she'll comment on the dragon thing later. for now, she's more than pleased with herself for finding it. that's three constellations down! and they're even better than the scientists in tellus who discovered the sandwich and the knife.

she's been trying to block the weird thumping sounds of his heart; it's a pretty common thing with this guy, isn't it? though being this close now, she probably made the sound louder. /shrug. ]

[ His hand actually relaxes against hers when she starts shaking her hand, sliding down the length of her upper arm to her elbow. ]

A little. [ Though he isn't surprised that they chose food when it's so... good....... ] Can you see anything else?

[ He sure did ask that to hopefully distract her to start looking for another set of stars they can use. ]

[ she puts her arm down before it goes sore, bringing merlin's down with hers, then she looks back up. ]

I guess I'll look for that dragon.

[ speaking of. . . ] Have you seen one? How big are they?

[ It's absent minded when his fingers curve over the joint, trace slow lines up and down and he stares up as well. He thinks of home. Thinks of the times when he does actually visit Kilgharrah... No wonder the dragon is getting fed up with him, honestly. But. ]

Oh yes. [ Why does it sound like he's bragging-- but then his voice softens, grows solemn. ] They're practically extinct, but Uther keeps one chained up under the castle. It doesn't fill up the underground cave but... it's huge.

...He's actually helped me out a lot.

[ ah... there's the mention of uther again. this king really isn't making a good impression on her. maybe she'll punch him if she ever meets him. though for merlin's sake, she hopes he never does show up here.

she closes her eyes as she listens, setting aside the hunt for a dragon in the stars for now. her breathing is slow and calm, and she keeps it that way. ]

That's amazing, [ there's a trace of a smile on her lips. ] though he must be so lonely being the last one. I can't imagine what it would be like, being alone like that.

[ uther... the worst king of any century... (mostly)

There's a little infortmation he omits. That he has a bargain to free the dragon one day in repayment for all that help and that he's worried about what will happen when he does--but he doesn't want that to ruin this evening. ]

Probably. [ He pushes the thoughts aside fairly quickly, and any minor noises she might hear are easily replaced by how content he is like this. ]

[ well, at least he isn't the only one who's thinking about not ruining the evening. it takes a lot out of her not to cry because poor dragon, imprisoned and also, the last one?! that's SAD. she manages to control most of her emotions, though, but a single tear escapes. she sniffs and wipes it away quickly, then laughs. ]

What about fairies, do they exist in Camelot, too?

[ Well considering said dragon tries to burn down Camelot and HIM later... (goddamit Kilgharrah ...) but no, at the moment he feels bad for it. Even if the pressure is a little... intimidating. ]

Fairies? They might have a different name... What do they look like?

[ bc they do ... have a different name......... ]

[ yeah let's not talk about what happens once the dragon is free. she'd want to fight that dragon if she found out...

(unsure) ]

They're small, but look like humans, and they know magic.

[ Well, okay... not exactly the same by that description. He frowns slightly, tries to remember back over the past... what 18 months? It's hard to say on a modern calendar. ]

The only small creatures I can think of are the Sidhe. They only have the same kind of ...form? as a human though really. They're blue.

Maybe they're the same, then. But I guess we won't know for sure.

[ she lets out a wistful sigh as she opens her eyes. she shifts to flop on her belly. her elbows are flat on the blanket, and her cheeks rest on her palms. ]

Fairies are so pretty, though. At least, in the movies and books, they are. I'd really love to be friends with one someday! [ she looks at him with a grin. ] They might be nice and pretty to look at, but you'd still be the best to me.

If they're like that, probably not. The Sidhe tried to sacrifice Arthur to get back to their land. I took one of their staffs.

[ th....ief........ and a murderer, honestly. Athena what are your life choices. ] Fairies... sound much nic-- [ Only wait, what. His face twists as he starts to reply, finally time catching up with him as he blinks up at the sky and okay now his heart is rattling a little out of hand.

Ow. Ow.

Is it possible to have a heart attack in a situation like this. ] You must have terrible taste. [ Is what he says instead, throat hoarse as he pushes himself up onto his elbows and looks down at his feet.

WHERE IS THE WINE HE WAS PROMISED ]

Yeah, I probably do.

[ she can't help but laugh at that. she rests her head on the pillow again, though, suddenly feeling tired. preparing for this day was more exhausting than she thought it would be. she thought she'd have a high amount of energy, but... nah. it's still her, though. she just isn't as loud as she normally is. ]

That's why nobody has to know the things I like. [ or who she likes, for that matter.

let's ignore the fact that two people know, though. that's still a small number compared to how many friends she has. ]

[ She's doing so well. Technically he's getting more and more suspicious by the day, too. But that's fine. There's no reason to rush anything. Though he does say: ] They might not have to, but the might want to.

[ Hint? Just a randon fact? That's for her to figure out. He pushes himself up to half sit up though after, leaning on his elbow, body curving as his head rests on his shoulder. ]

Tired?

[ He only says that one word after, but his hand reaches out to brush the hair from her face, quietly tracing down over her ear and to her neck. Finally, his palm flattens against her shoulder. Every step is done slowly and rather tenderly, even when he squeezes his hand, pressing into her shoulder, it's careful to relieve the muscles rather than anything else. ]

[ her shoulders jerk at the sudden contact, and she even goes so far as to jump up, fists clenched.

reflex...

she blinks, then sits back down immediately, one leg folded over the other. ] Sorry. It's. A thing. [ explaining it wouldn't do any good. "when somebody touches me like that, i just end up being tense and i grab that person by the arm and throw them." ... nope, that's definitely not a good explanation. ] I'm working on getting better.

I... am a bit tired though, I guess. But I'll be fine. Do you want some snacks?

[ After That Pillow Incident (TM) it's instinct to jerk back just as quickly honestly. His hand even moves to protect his head and he squeezes his eyes shut.

Nothing comes.

He cracks an eye open just as she apologises, and ... okay way to make him look like a jerk for fearing for his life but well. After what happened... ]

Don't worry about it.

[ yeah, she's not going to beat herself up over this, at least. in fact, she perks up. ]

Hey! I didn't hit you this time. See? I told you I keep my promises.

[ she nods sagely, then moves to grab the basket filled with snacks. though it would also probably be good if she served the wine now, too. she leaves the basket at the center of the blankets, next to where merlin is and gets up to open the cooler.

in case she might break the glasses, though, she brought plastic ones instead. she pours wine for two glasses, but only filling up to half of it, and hands one to merlin before she sits back down. ]

Here you go. It's fruity, but bitter? I have some juice, too, if you don't like it.

[ She's improving!!! By a lot, with the look of things.

His hand drags along the side of his face and he takes a deep breath. There's something akin to an adrenaline rush though, having to move so quickly with the worry that she would flip him off the roof accidentally because she freaked out.

If anything, he'll make sure they have some space for the time being.

He does, at least, sit up properly to take the drink. ]

I'll try it first. [ He looks at her when he takes the first sip and while he doesn't revolt at the taste he definitely is horribly confused by the mix of flavours. ]

[ while takes a sip, she downs her whole glass because. GOTTA. GET. RID. OF TIREDNESS. (hopefully merlin doesn't follow suit...)

her reaction to the drink is a lot better than those other times she's drank wine, though. at least she isn't complaining about the bitterness anymore, and actually enjoyed it. ]

Right! I feel so much better now! [ said oh so energetically, too. she does look less tired, but her face sure is red.

why would a lightweight ever consider doing this... ]

[ Too bad he's new to too many things here and he presumes that this is a custom. At least he yells out, panicking a bit because isn't this strong? But then it's too late and... Is she okay?! ]

What is wrong with you? Are you supposed to do that? [ Looking at his cup now, and apparently it's bad decisions all around because he isn't even waiting for reaponse before he downs it.

Okay. Wow. Ow. The taste is stronger than it felt before and he feels a little dizzy from the rush but.

Ok. He's ok. ]

[ it's a good thing that she's swallowed her drink, else she would have spit it all out when she sees merlin doing the same thing she just did. she sets her glass down and then grabs him by the wrist, but, ah... it's too late. ]

Merlin! What did you do? You weren't supposed to do that!

[ and guess what? she... doesn't have any water. so if they ever want to detoxify, they'd have to drink orange juice. (unsure) ]

I only did it so I'd feel pumped!

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