Merlin frowned softly, studying his knees like they'd help him scry a reason for all this, let him see exactly what would happen. "But it will." he said, sounding a little far off as he thought back to the vision - it was a little like watching TV while you were speaking to someone. "It will hurt. I thought it would be better if you didn't have to feel guilty. I thought I would hate you instead of feeling betrayed. I don't know what else it could mean."
He went quiet and introspective, struggling to see something new in the memory of what he had Seen and coming up blank.