Merlin had been trying to keep up with his studies. Well, a bit, at least. Without Gaius there to push him, he tended to let them slide sometimes. So here he was, hiding himself away in the library, away from his distractions, with his big book of spells.
And he was bored out of his mind. He sighed softly, letting his head sink down onto the table. And then a sound got his attention; anything to provide something to do other than reading was a relief. He looked up, then leaned back in his chair, watching the man. "Having trouble finding something?"