I'm rewatching BBC Merlin after 84 years and god, I actually forgot how much they just loved eachother. Like, it was not fun and games it was real. They Loved eachother. For real. From the very beginning. It was visceral and deep and violent and as easy as breathing for them. There's something about you Merlin, I can't quite put my finger on it. He may be an idiot but he's a brave one. Is it my imagination or are you beginning to enjoy yourself? The half cannot truly hate what makes it whole. I want you to swear to me that what you're telling me is true - I believe you. You can trust me. If I don't get the antidote, what happens to him? I can save him. Please Father. He saved my life. I can't stand by and watch him die. You can't stop me. Leave them Arthur, go, save yourself. Follow the light. Just make sure the antidote gets to him, I'm begging you. Someone knew I was in trouble and sent a light to guide the way. Arthur, thank you. I'm going to be sick actually what the fuck.
"That connection wasn't gradual it was instinctual" you nailedddddd it 👏👏👏 it was there from the very first moment and it just works and it's beautiful and it's tragic and it's
