“You work too hard. Come on, we don’t have to do anything strenuous, but there must be something you want to do.”
“Coffee would be nice and it’s not strenuous,” he murmurs, running his hand through his curls, sitting up. “How did you even get in here?”
“Maaaagic,” she said, wiggling her fingers. “Well, I suppose if Merlin is taking you out, I’ll just make myself scarce.”