[He hates this part too, the dangerous ports they end up in, that they're always powerless to stop. He turns his head to look away and winces a half second later because of the horrible crick in his neck.]
I'll leave. [Because he's really not going to insist on keeping Merlin's horrible bed to himself.]
Spam oho i feel so special
I'll leave. [Because he's really not going to insist on keeping Merlin's horrible bed to himself.]