[And just as gradually, his smile seems to sink away. He would very much like for the strange girl to go back to asking him strange questions. Anything other than some kind of...game? Is it a game? It sounds like one. Perhaps like a riddle. How could he know which answer is the right one?]
Your...personality. [He echoes as he sizes her up. Why would it have anything to do with numbers?] Three. [Merlin answers with all the hesitation of someone who isn't sure whether their answer will result in a swift, magical death or not.]
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Your...personality. [He echoes as he sizes her up. Why would it have anything to do with numbers?] Three. [Merlin answers with all the hesitation of someone who isn't sure whether their answer will result in a swift, magical death or not.]