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@ardenssolis​ said ; Smacks water off the table to get Arthur to look at him.  /  𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃  

                              𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 , Ozymandias gets exactly what he wants; Arthur’s undivided attention. How the pharaoh could be loud yet silent both at the same time was something that did not cross Arthur’s mind at that particular point, as his instinct prevailed over his startlement, and the couple of strands of hair that had spiked up as a response to his own shock had now rather quickly fallen back in place. He immediately kneels down in front of the shattered glass then, like a well calibrated clock, abiding by an almost automated manner, one that might not have differed too much were Bedivere, Gawain, Lancelot, or any of the members of the round table would have been in his situation. Call it common courtesy, knightly conduct, or a behavior straight out of a fairy tail, the kind that would color the walls with flowers and sparkles and what-not; none of that crossed his mind as he picked the bigger pieces of broken glass from the ground.

These shards wouldn’t hurt him, he had a barrier or metal that alienated him from that kind of pain afterall; so close to skin that it would have almost seemed like arthur and his armor were a single melted thing.