"Arthur, where are we going?" Merlin asked for the fifth time since they left the castle.
"I need to clear my head." Arthur responded curtly, slowing his horse down so that Merlin could catch up.
"No disrespect, but couldn't you do that a bit more comfortably in your room, back at Camelot?" Merlin asked, a little unhappy with the idea of sleeping on the ground.
"Merlin, do you remember that conversation we had? A bit over a month ago?" Arthur asked, ignoring his servant's previous inquiry. "And you gave me that big speech about wanting someone you cannot have?"
Merlin looked to Arthur cautiously. "Yeah..." He said, unsure of where the conversation was heading.
"Well, I haven't been able to get off of my mind since. But I haven't had the proper time to actually think about it, either." Arthur responded distantly.
"Well... What is there to think about?" Merlin asked. "You said life was too short, and all of that." He said carefully.
Arthur shook his head. "Yes, well, I'm starting to rethink that..."