Zacharias curled his fingers together in front of him, briefly, as Merlin slid into the seat. Once again looking as though he was being lead to his doom.
"That," he replied, and he gestured to Merlin, as if that said it all. It did, to him. "You're scared of me, and yet you haven't told me why. As I really haven't done anything to you - you were already acting this way before I snogged you - I think I deserve to at least know why I scare you do."