+++ 奇跡国 - Miracle Country +++

[Arthur is in the park, training, or at least starting to get back into the routine of it - wanting to for several days now, but held back from his general low-energy, although he's in vast denial about that. It's winter, but he feels overly warm as he practices with his sword, swinging and attacking at a shield Merlin holds up for him. He's breathing heavily, clearly concentrating, and not seeming to notice when he falters a few times to cough]

[He isn't wearing his armor today, feeling too warm and not planning on fighting with anyone, since it's just Merlin. He pauses in a few swings and sets his sword down for a moment so he can wipe his face with his sleeve, and then glances over at Merlin, frowning]

You look tired, Merlin. Take a break, if you must.

[He turns away at that, because of the two of them, it's clear who looks the most tired. Arthur breathes out with some difficulty, shivering while still feeling overly warm, and tugs his shirt off over his head, burying his face in it for a moment before tossing it at Merlin, cause fanservice, whatever.]

[It's clear just by looking at him that he's frustrated - frustrated with his abilities, by how tired he feels, by how idle in general he's been around here. He coughs again, absently, not seeming aware that he's doing so, swaying a bit in place. It's gotten worse over the course of training, or at least his attempt at training]

[But hey, at least you get shirtless Arthur out of it? Although, since he's a prude mindful of being out in public and he especially knows he's not in top form atm (and doesn't want to hear any teasing from Merlin), he's reaching out for his shirt again soon enough, especially once he starts to shiver a bit more.]