"She's a friend, and wants to help. Morgana would be better at helping you find woman's clothes then me." He blushed a little at the thought. Dresses were one thing but he was sure she'd need more then that, and he had no business trying to help her find underclothes and the sort. He was thankful Morgana was friends with him again and helping with this, though he had the feeling she would have helped Freya regardless of their personal argument.
Merlin didn't want her to have to worry about anything. He felt like he'd failed her in Camelot, he didn't save her when he should have. Merlin had the chance to change that now, and he was going to do it right this time no matter what. When the taxi stopped he led the way in, still holding on to her hand. "This is the apartment where we stay. Arthur and I are in 809. It's on the top floor, so it's a lot of stairs. Morgana is on the third floor in 311 if you ever need her help."