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[There's a small silence, and then he coughs. And sneezes. Sneezes again. Ugh.]

Merlin!

[ooc; Arthur caught Charles's cold. Damn you Charles.]

The physicians here can't do anything about it.

What if he's actually sick instead? Don't you think you should have him checked to be sure?

I'm sick. He's fine.

He's in his room now if you want to visit him.

I'll do that.

[Arthur's sick? Well, he'll be fine. He can call a doctor, right?]

I still expect you can take over for him.

Take over for him?

[Come again?]

His duties.

You want me to be your manservant?

Did I stutter?

[.... Had this conversation take place before he became a knight, Gwaine would be laughing right now.]

No, sire.

[Arthur is laughing so does that count?]

Excellent, Gwaine.

Just.. let me know if there's anything you need.

Like... lunch?

Lunch?

Sure.. I'll bring it right over.