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[Merlin immediately knows something's wrong before he even opens his eyes - for one thing, the bed he's lying on is incredibly soft, rather than the hard cot he usually sleeps on. For another, there's a gnawing emptiness inside of him when he tries to reach for his magic and figure out what's going on.
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Er, thanks, I guess? Is this thing called a phone, then? And what do you mean by can't get out?
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[He scrubs at his hair frantically.] So everyone else in this town's trapped here, too? Who's the king here? He can't just keep us here against our will!
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So you're from Camelot, then?
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Yeah! You know it? Are you from there, too?
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Hullo! I was just, er, talking to myself. And no, I don't know a lot of Latin, even though Gaius keeps making me study it.
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[...rocking on her heels for a second]
Were you trying to cast a spell?
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No, of course not! Hahaha, what makes you say that? It's not like anything happened, after all!
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... Whatever it is you're trying to do, it probably won't work.
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I wasn't trying to do anything! [Beat, and then sulkier:] Nothing happened, anyway.
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But I've known him for a super long time, so I should be saying sorry to you!
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Oh, you have? Are you one of his knights? Sorry, I don't recognize your voice - I'm Merlin, by the way.
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