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“From now on,” Arthur declared. “This is where I judge you. Whatever you do from this point forward is how I will choose to remember you being. Because this isn’t just a second chance, this is a second life. We have all gone through entirely different things – we’re separate people. Yes, we can learn from the past, but only so we can plan for the future.

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“Is that all of it?” Arthur asked.

“For now,” Merlin grunted as he stood back up, favouring his side.

Arthur began placing it all into the dark void of the duffle. “We don’t know when we’ll be coming back —“

“I know,” Merlin growled.

Arthur snapped. “Look, if you have something to say —“

Merlin threw what he had down onto the examination table. “I did! And I said it! And you didn’t listen!”

“Because your choice was stupid!” Arthur shouted back.

“Well look at how well your idea turned out for us, hm? Because it all looks stellar from my perspective. On the run, presumed dead and, oh yes, all of our past enemies want to kill us.”

Though it was underhanded, Arthur sneered, “And you would rather them remain in the dark, oblivious to their own histories. Remind me again what happened the last time people were forced to be secret and betray their own kin.”

If Merlin had any energy left to use to smite him, Arthur was pretty sure he would have. As it was, his glare was nearly enough to make him second guess everything.

He didn’t want this to be how their reunion was, and he knew Merlin didn’t either, but emotions and feelings were so strong and hurt, it was hard for either of them not to lash out.