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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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[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.