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[This time, the recording starts with a long, drawn out sigh. Then, surprisingly, it's still Merlin's voice that rattles off the voicemail in tones of long-suffering.]

Hello, you've reached King Arthur Pr--Pendragon. He isn't here to answer your call because he's incredibly important and busy. If you leave a message here with me, I'll make sure he gets it because I am a good servant--and friend-- [he adds the last bit in a rush, accompanied with a thwap!, an 'ow!' and an 'I heard that,' then forces the rest of the words out through gritted teeth] and will do anything my master asks of me.

[A couple seconds pass, then Merlin speaks again, this time sounding a bit further away, like he isn't speaking into the bracelet anymore.] There, happy now? If you ask me, the other one is still better-- Shut up, Merlin. It's time to do yours next. Wait, what --

[ click! ]

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Your knight coerced me into leaving the "park".

[ Silence on his end for a moment. It's a good thing you can't see the face he's making, Regina. :| ]

And this is ... problematic?

Is it for you?

Of course not. I should think this is a good thing.

How?

Perhaps it's good exercise.

[ yeeeah with that tone you initially addressed him with? Arthur is definitely taking the piss now. ]

[BIG SIGH.]

I will tell you the same thing I told him; don't expect me to stay long. I don't house with humans.

I've told you before, Regina, I expect nothing of you. But I am glad to see the effort. If you'd like, we would be glad to have you for dinner.

...

[Awkward.]

... Thank you-

[Wait. She clears her throat to retrace her thought process. Way to throw her out of a loop.]

You can... give me whatever is left over and I will keep to myself.

[Isn't that how it's usually done when someone invites her to dine with them? Just give the nephilim the food and send them on their way? She speaks of it like it's normal, after all.]

[ Arthur just scoffs a little, and if it were video, she'd've seen his customary dismissive handwave. ]

Don't be absurd. With how many there are under our roof, we've enough to feed a small army. There'll be more than enough food, and a chair for you, if you'll have it.

I am not used to eating with company.

[Well, at least she admits that.]

[ He hums quietly. ]

Well then. We'll simply have to change that.

Are you offering...?

I am.

I suppose I can join you.

[She's only doing this because you are, but you're not going to know~]

[ It's a while before he responds again, and when he does, his voice is much more subdued, quieter as though he's got something else to attend to. ]

Good. You do me an honour, Regina.

[ A beat. ]

Unfortunately, it shall have to be another night. In order to prepare - if that's all right by you.

[Perhaps she shouldn't be insulted, but Lancelot did coax her to do this, hadn't he? She sniffs, somewhat annoyed.]

Do as you wish, I'm returning from where I came from.

[ He can hear it well enough, and he exhales shortly. ]

Regina, I -

[ A pause, and a deep inhale. ]

I am sorry. Something has hap -- [ No. No, it hasn't happened. Not yet. He coughs to clear his throat. ] Something has come up that ... needs seen to. I don't believe I will be dining tonight.

[Regina could be very mean about this, yes, indeed. She heaves a sigh, still determined to go back where she came from.]

Do as you wish.

[It still doesn't make her less irritated.]

[ He sighs, resigned. She can be cross with him; it's fair. ]

I will call upon you, after ... Just, after. I swear it to you.

[ After he figures out his life and his family. ]

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