They Have No Braincells Amongst Them Honestly - Tumblr Posts

Merlin's working on their camp while the knights trade stories.

Merlin is engrossed completely in his tasks, head down, scrubbing vigourously.

Percival is telling a story of a druidic god he once heard of. "He's said to be magic incarnate, hidden amoungst the humans, bearer of peace and justic for the new age."

"What's the god's name?" Elyan asks softly.

"Emrys." Percival answers.

"Yeah?" Merlin turns.

Everyone turns to face Merlin.

"Well? What did you want Percival? You said my name." Merlin responds impaitently, waving a horse's bridle.

He frowns, "I didn't say your name." A pause, everyone looks to one another, "I said Emrys."

Merlin pales, "Oh, I-er-maybe someone else, I must have, er actually now that you mention it I forgot to clean the er-clean the river, no I mean get water."

Merlin grabbed a few empty dishes and ran off.

"That was weird right?" Gwaine asks.

Lancelot shakes his head, "Best just leave him be."

"I never can figure out what is going through that idiot head of his," Arthur smiles.