[ Thanks, Dungeons and Dragons, and your stupidly specific magical skill classes. He does clap a hand into Merlin's, though, uses it to heave himself upwards. ]
I didn't know any spells that would work.
[ Like, literally doesn't know them. Fire magic, who is she. We can't all be deus ex machina powerhouses, Merlin.
Anyway, he still sounds a bit sooky but he begins to sort of brush himself off, maybe get out some of the dead leaves and dirt that have gotten stuck in his armor's crevasses. He misses his attentive robot servant. ]
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[ Thanks, Dungeons and Dragons, and your stupidly specific magical skill classes. He does clap a hand into Merlin's, though, uses it to heave himself upwards. ]
I didn't know any spells that would work.
[ Like, literally doesn't know them. Fire magic, who is she. We can't all be deus ex machina powerhouses, Merlin.
Anyway, he still sounds a bit sooky but he begins to sort of brush himself off, maybe get out some of the dead leaves and dirt that have gotten stuck in his armor's crevasses. He misses his attentive robot servant. ]