['Worked properly,' it would. Too well, perhaps, in the sense that it would keep resetting itself - assuming Watanuki managed to pry off the self-repairing face glass - back to that timezone, since Merlin would often end up observing Chaldea when he was in a dreamlike state.
Perhaps his preoccupation leaked out a little more than he'd intended.]
One of the Knights of the Round Table prided himself in making that dish. Unfortunately, his cooking isn't all it's made out to be. Even Artoria, that glutton, made sure to excuse herself fast when she saw that man approaching with a bowl of the stuff onhand.
[Merlin sounded fond, too - those were bright days, even if Artoria had to go out to deal with one war or the other. Really, that child was nothing but determined to be the perfect king, even if it backfired spectacularly towards the end.
By the way - if Watanuki had other questions, now was his chance to ask them. Because Merlin had a ton of stories, and he was the sort who liked regaling them when he actually had an audience.]
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Perhaps his preoccupation leaked out a little more than he'd intended.]
One of the Knights of the Round Table prided himself in making that dish. Unfortunately, his cooking isn't all it's made out to be. Even Artoria, that glutton, made sure to excuse herself fast when she saw that man approaching with a bowl of the stuff onhand.
[Merlin sounded fond, too - those were bright days, even if Artoria had to go out to deal with one war or the other. Really, that child was nothing but determined to be the perfect king, even if it backfired spectacularly towards the end.
By the way - if Watanuki had other questions, now was his chance to ask them. Because Merlin had a ton of stories, and he was the sort who liked regaling them when he actually had an audience.]