Summer clasped her hands together and looked innocent. “Would I do a thing like that?”
“Oh, come on, Gaius is a skilled apothecary, he could make nail paints if he wanted.”
But why would he want to?
“Because you are an annoying little brat and deserve a comeuppance sometimes?”
Merlin glared, For what, exactly? As far as I can remember, I haven’t done anything to you.
“How should I know!? /I/ don’t live with you!” She ruffled his hair.