Merlin furrowed his brow. He knew those looks. Something happened to this Merlin that had caused him great pain, that much he could tell. He wanted to ask him everything.

What was to come? Are the events still the same even though it sounded as if they were of different lives? What happened to Morgana? Gwen? Arthur? Would he see-- Merlin mentally shook himself and caught up with the conversation.

"I will?" he asked, weighing that option. "Then...it could be like being on holiday."