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[servant]

[It's the first time that Merlin's broadcasted a video of his own, normally content to just poke his nose into others. He's sitting at a table, chin propped up on his fist, the universal pose of Deep Thought.]

I've been thinking a lot lately. [And that would be the point where Arthur would inevitably have something to say about that. It feels...odd, being able to continue without interruption. And not in an entirely good way.] About the humans and the goblins, but mostly about those who found themselves caught in-between. It's difficult, living your life in secret, wondering where you fit in, if you fit in at all.

[He's getting that wounded bear face again, a long expression with sad round eyes.]

I'm not trying to excuse anything terrible that's been done. By anyone. I was only wondering if anyone else knows what it's like to feel like an outcast.

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[sunderings]

[ Killed, yes, Sion's silence is damning enough, though he is not regretful for it. He only shakes his head, unfaltering: ]

Brave and cunning. [ Though others might yet call Merlin meek for choosing such a path, even if it had been selected wisely. ] You know your abilities, then, and your place in the world. What's more, you would make good use of them both.

It is a difficult burden to bear, leading. Championing a cause. And I feel that there will be a time when we must help to raise such a person from the shadows, a hero of Chantes, not only for the sake of the Order, but for goblins and humans all.

But ah, where to look is the question, is it not? The human King is foolish, and the brothers of the Order are no better, so do we turn our eyes to the goblins, then? Or set our sights somewhere else entirely?

[ Color him curious to hear Merlin's answer. ]

[servant]

[Merlin doesn't know if he would call himself meek or cunning. He only knows what he has to do, what his destiny is. It simplifies things, in its own way. It's without that destiny - here, for example - that he sometimes feels lost.

But the other speaks of someone, a hero of Chantes, someone who would be noble and just, and Merlin finds himself longing for such a person to be found.]

Maybe among the Order, or someone who could've joined but didn't. Someone like that, if they can prove that they have the best interests of both at heart, they may be able to bridge them difference.