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Grocery shopping had been an experiance. She had quickly, on her own, figured out that living on food such as corndogs would be very expensive, in the long run, and more than likely harmful to her health. Not wanting to disturb either Merlin or Gwen (because as she told her best friend, they were no longer in Camelot) and wanting to one up Arthur on something she was quite sure he didn't know about, she had asked around and discovered the concept of markets, super, corner, farmer's and otherwise. She had gotten more than her share of starnge looks but Morgana, as typical, forged on and didn't rest until she had all that she wanted to know answered. For the most part the people of this city were very helpful and informative on where everything was and what was best to buy with her quickly diminishing hundred dollars.

She was unlocking the door to her apartment-keys interesting invention, quite handy and useful once you had a hold on them-when she heard the sound of someone approaching. Curiousity got the better of her, she didn't know all her neighbors and she wanted to. When she turned to look, she noticed that it was Merlin. He had yet to notice that she was there.

Morgana hesitated, she knew how and where to tread carefully. And despite his very warm welcome and their perfectly fine interactions over the boards. She recalled how he'd pulled his wrist from her grip when she'd sought to warn him, recalled the look he'd given her. It both upset and confused her. She didn't know what she'd done to warrent it. And it upset her ...more than she would have thought; however, she'd come to care for Merlin greatly in the past months. Both for the fact that he was very important to two people very important to her and in his own right. She trusted him and had come to depend on him, for the fact that he'd always come through for her. He'd been reliable and steady when many others would have buckled or ran. In fact, the only other two people she trusted so implicitly were Gwen and Arthur. Not to mention the fact he'd saved Arthur's life on more than one occasion, something she would be eternally greatful to him for.

Watching him for a moment, Morgana made a decision. She did want to talk to him, not only about the last time they'd seen each other but about the situation with Arthur. Mostly about the situation with Arthur; she hoped that Arthur realized Merlin's worth and importance to him without her interferance.

Walking towards him, she called out his name, "Merlin." She said with a small smile.