“My day was fine,” Merlin said casually, sipping his own glass. “I was doing some research in the morning, and then improv class in the afternoon, then I went shopping, and then you messaged me. I found a couple of lovely antique goblets. I’d have used them today but they need a good clean first.” Maybe talking about mundanity would distract Luna from whatever had upset her. “I presume your mistress isn’t home?”