[ He just gives her a look for that. He's not as competitive as her, but this only spells disaster, doesn't it? Maybe they should do it as half glasses to make this last longer? Who knows. ]
Alright. [ He reaches for the coolbox, pulling out the smaller wine bottles to put them to the side, he half fills the first glass, puts it in between them both after crossing his legs. ]
He has no idea, actually. She told him before that she assaulted a police officer, but that doesn't necessarily mean punched. He saw her in a courtroom(?) during her memories too. Arrested? Has she ever mentioned anything about that? How does the law even work in her world anyway. THIS IS A VERY UNFAIR... THING.
He lets out a long breath. ]
Using the laws of your world that I don't understand is hardly fair. [ His cheek drops to rest against his palm, resting his elbow on his knee. He taps his shoe a few times, debating it... ]
[ He could complain that it was unfair questioning but in the end he just takes the glass, rolls the liquid around in it before lifting it up. He bites at the corner of his lip before he just downs it, trying to not choke on it when it burns a little. ]
That really is... [ Jesus. ] too strong to drink in one go.
[ Wine is 13% of course it's too strong to drink in one go, Merlin. ]
Now your turn.
[ He'll start to pour the next glass, though really his head hurts a little already from the wine. Oops. ] Whenever you're ready, that is.
she can't help but laugh when merlin makes a face when he downs the drink. ah... she should've taken a picture! but it only occurs to her when the deed is done.
[ She'll probably get the chance if she keeps this up. He has to think about it for a moment, going over his own life as he tries to think about the best options to give. ]
Alright. I've got it.
[ A pause, then. ]
I think about you before I go to sleep every night. I dressed Arthur every day back home because he can't dress himself. Lancelot is a great knight.
[ :( Though he gives no indication of any difference between the three statements. ]
[ then she grows serious, considering and thinking about each and every word he uttered. she's not apollo who can spot lies through people's tells, but she is someone who is extremely flustered right now. ]
I've kissed four different people on the lips, I've been asked by someone to practise kissing with her, and you've touched me somewhere you shouldn't have.
What kind of game is this? [ He even looks up, hands still pressed against his jaw now because he hates the fact that okay. Okay. The first thing, despite telling himself not to be, does make him feel a little jealous.
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