"Transported to another.." Arthur frowned. "Father explained that we have different... identities. Merlin, there's a woman that thinks I'm going to marry her. She seems nice enough, but it's gotten to the point where I suspect any beautiful woman that professes her love for me is a sorceress." He gave a half-chuckle.
He frowned, not sure what to ask. "Uh.. He mentioned.. Did you know anything about Morgana?" He still found it hard to believe that she could betray Camelot. He'd cared about Morgana. They had their differences, but he thought they were close.
Mostly he couldn't believe that he was putting himself in Merlin's hand, seeking information from his servant. Sure they had been in a number of scrapes together, and Arthur appreciated him for that, in a certain way. But asking Merlin was naive, and asking him for advice about the world was ridiculous. He was in his own little world most of the time.