Melora grinned at Merlin. "I tried to warn you," she said as she handed him a cup of tea. "Not my fault you can't grow a beard in twelve hours," she teased. He looked so happy with the kids.
Nimue shook her head at the offer of tea; her hands were full. She started to move to the couch before Gaius' question. "Hmm? It's Mordred's." Surely they knew Mordred, at least a little. He wouldn't be old enough to move out until Gaius was Amy's age, if Nimue had her timeline straight.. Though it was entirely possible she didn't.
Nimue carried Amy over to the couch and sat down. Melora gave Gaius a confused look. Mordred?