While Merlin was magical he was still very much mortal and turning purple. Quickly turning around to cough out a muttered spell he let out a smile as he could no longer smell the pile of toxic waste more commonly known as Prince Arthur.
"I was on my way as well." Merlin finally managed to say breaking the silence.
"What exactly was going on here?"
"Nothing!" Merlin responded too quickly.
"Right."
"It really was nothing, but actually we're all gonna head out to the lake again to get some fresh air and wash and all and you should join us."