*looks up from the book he’s reading and smiles* Hey, Summer. What’s going on?
Unless you specifically tell me that you don’t want me in your life anymore, I think you’re stuck with me at this point, he tried to grin reassuringly but ended up smiling awkwardly at Summer.
“Oh, fuck, Merlin,” she groaned, turning away and putting her head against the wall. “Just let it go, please? Pretend I never talked to you about this. I’m just … going to go stick my head in the horse trough now.”
He sighed. I’ll try to let it go, but if this happens again to you or anybody else, I will have a word with Arthur about this. If we can’t trust knights to respect the people, how can we trust them to protect them? And please don’t stick your head in the horse trough. He smiled slightly as he got an idea to try and distract her. Let’s go for a walk.
“Maybe if I stick my head in a horse trough I’ll be less embarrassed about just talking to you about this at all,” she moaned, but went over to him anyway, drooping onto his shoulder. “Okay, we can take a walk.”