[ there is annoyance on her face, mainly because he's right and she hates that he is. ]

And you speak to me now.

[ guys how old are you. ]

[He gives her an exasperated look.]

Only because this isn't something we should just...pretend didn't happen. [Suddenly, he frowns.] We can do that, if that's what you prefer.

[He still has no idea what even made her do that in the first place.]

[ it's not a 'something' Merlin. ugh. Have a very wry look back. ]

I am not one to pretend. Not anymore.

[ look, she admits, she had her days but those have passed ok. It's so series 3. ]

Then...where does that leave us?

[That's what he wants to know. If he was confused before yesterday, he's even moreso now.]

I'm not really sure what you want from me anymore, Morgana.

[ and Morgana doesn't know either. In her memories, she always knows, knows what her goal is and how to get there. But this - this is unfamiliar and uninvited and she doesn't know what she wants at all. Her face remains sealed, though there is uncertainty there along the edges. ]

--- And I suppose you know your own path and wants very clearly?