"Eh?" Merlin blinked a few times, his face clearing, and he looked back at Tuck as he spoke to him. "Perfectly fine. Nothing of import." He gave Tuck a closed-mouth smile and took a swallow of wine. He wasn't going to do it. He wasn't going to go on about anything and have the Friar get all knotted up again.
On the other hand, he did enjoy a captive audience. "One question, who is the blonde girl?"