The Salle, Monday Morning

[bitchprince]

Not that Arthur would admit it, but yesterday had helped to calm him down from the state of introverted confusion he'd been in since Thursday. He was no longer showing signs of such, or at least nothing that was as easily, visibly sedate.

He was, however, very focused on his own swordwork that morning. He'd asked Merlin to stand guard come with him into the salle, but now that what bothered him worst had gotten out, he was free to focus on his movements to ward off the rest of it. Slowly, carefully, and with full concentration, he lapsed into familiar patterns that were as easy as breathing by now.

[[ open salle, but I'll be SP in bursts until the evening ]]

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[bitchprince]

"I got that, Merlin," Arthur assured him, thoughtfully. "That's really a rule, though?"

Learning, man. Learning.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"With that sort of thing, yes."

[bitchprince]

"Hm."

Another moment of looking thoughtful. Then:

"Find whatever herbs you can that might grow over there, at least?"