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*Will enters, looking around.*

Mischief?

*This is not actually explaining anything, says Will's face.*

*Now what made you think Kay would ever be so obliging as to explain things?*

Well, it unnerved his lover a trifle.

*Will stares at him.*

...Er, who are we talking about, exactly?

Arthur's son, of course. *Kay raises his eyebrows, in mild surprise.* I wouldn't recognize terribly many people around here, you know.

Mordred.

*A statement. With perhaps a little bit of relief and a little bit of exasperation, both faint.*

Well, yes. Who else would I be speaking of?

Bran, I thought.

*he waves the confusion away with a hand.*

*Kay shrugs.*

No, Arthur's other son I still haven't had the honor of meeting, I'm afraid.

*Will nods. And diplomatically does not say anything about Mordred tending to find unnerving situations amusing.*

*Ah! Diplomacy! Kay recognizes that.

He takes another sip of wine.*

Well, if you're interested, the show tonight should be quite a spectacle.

*Will looks rather amused.*

*lightly* Sounds charming.

*He shrugs a little. Perhaps it's saying that he'll try to be there, perhaps not.*

Rather.

*Perhaps Kay thinks that a mini-Merlin might be a useful thing to have around.

Perhaps he's simply snarking, as always.*