"I suppose that depends on the ribbon," he says with a grin of his own for his husband.
They remain lost in their own little world of ribbons and teasing and worry the entire trip. Merlin, as always, is patient and talkative with every question that Lancelot could have. He's also very good at keeping up conversation... with himself. Oddly, it's never a bother. It is just as calming as total quiet. So much so that by the time they arrive, Lancelot had forgotten all of the silly things he'd been worrying about. It's a different thing entirely when they're there. His eyes go wide with curiosity more than shock. And, of course, he keeps his hand tangled with Merlin's.
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They remain lost in their own little world of ribbons and teasing and worry the entire trip. Merlin, as always, is patient and talkative with every question that Lancelot could have. He's also very good at keeping up conversation... with himself. Oddly, it's never a bother. It is just as calming as total quiet. So much so that by the time they arrive, Lancelot had forgotten all of the silly things he'd been worrying about. It's a different thing entirely when they're there. His eyes go wide with curiosity more than shock. And, of course, he keeps his hand tangled with Merlin's.