Merlin knocked on Lancelot's door and then opened it without waiting for a response. "Good morning," he said brightly, feeling much better than he had the previous day. He craned his neck to try and see his friend's face because Lance had swiftly turned his computer chair slightly at an angle and he looked like he was wiping at his eyes.

Merlin walked over and put his hand on the chair's back, whipping it around so he could face Lance. "Are you crying," he asked curiously.

Lance tried to glare at Merlin but he felt too miserable to manage it.

Merlin glanced at the computer screen. "But you are talking to Elena... right now!" Lancelot's girlfriend was the distant descendant of the Princess Elena from the 5th century who had almost married Arthur. They just happened to share the same name as well as very similar looks.

Merlin found it curious that those of them who were left from Arthur's time, in one way or another, had all found each other again. He wondered if it meant anything?

"Why are you... crying..." Merlin felt awkward to be having this conversation. "She is right there!" Merlin gestured at the screen. He could see the chat window open. "You are talking to her right now."

"Yes, I know Merlin. But it won't be for long and then she will be gone for most of the day. And it is not like we are in person where I can go have fun with her and take her on some random adventure as we have been used to doing before summer got so crazy." Lance stopped focusing on Merlin as another message came in. He smiled softly as he read it and then broke into a wide grin.

Merlin frowned quizzically. "Feeling better?"

Lance ignored him further as he typed up a reply to his girlfriend and then he turned back to face him. "No Merlin, I don't feel better. But there is nothing I can do about it so I am going to try and make the best of what I have. Now can you please leave so that I can speak with my girlfriend in private?"

Merlin rolled his eyes but did as Lance had asked. He ran into Gwen as he was leaving the room. "Morning Gwen." He gave another bright smile. Despite Lance's downer mood, Merlin was determined not to let it get to him. He had a long busy day ahead and it had only just begun.

Gwen had peeked through the wall as the guys were talking and watched them for a while and now she had an idea so that they might bond easier. "I want you and Lance to share a bedroom so that I can have yours."

Merlin's mouth dropped open.

"I just thought since he has the bigger bedroom..."

"But Gwen, you don't even sleep," Merlin protested.

Sadness washed over her as it did anytime she remembered what she was and always would be. But she pressed forward because this wasn't about her, it was about helping the guys to bond and hopefully feel happier. They were the ones who were still alive, after all. "Thank you for reminding me Merlin. But it's none of your concern why I want it. You invited me here in the first place. I didn't realize I wouldn't even have my own room."

Merlin had started to feel a bad mood creeping up and he hated that. Especially since the day had just begun. "Sure Gwen. That sounds fine. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sound insensitive."

Gwen gave a soft smile. "Thank you Merlin. It means a lot." It really did feel nice to imagine having her own room. That hadn't happened in a very long time.

"No problem. I am just going to go to my room now." He usually sought solace in his room and he had started to feel the need for some quiet time. But then he realized it was going to be Gwen's room from now on, so he added to his last statement, "to pack." Then he sulked off to do just that.