That gets a sigh of relief and a nod. "I don't really care if Julian hates me or not." Then he makes a face. "Alright, that's not entirely true. It'd be nice if I could stay on neutral terms with everyone."

Merlin leans back in his chair and yawns, still very much recovering from his successful Walk. "Being ambushed in my sleep for something my father did might have been a worry, though."

[chaosian inna bar, btw]