"Arad, did you want anything?" Merlin sat on the table that Merida was using to study several scrolls and put one leg on another. Her large rear end covered one of the scrolls that Merida used as a reference, so she didn't hesitate to stab her with a sharp pen.
Luckily for Merlin, her whole body was covered with a thin barrer so the mundane feather pen shattered instead of piercing the soft flesh of her butt. The frustrated Merida awkwardly pushed Merlin a bit aside and fished her scroll.
Arad looked a them with a smile. "I was thinking of asking you about something. You've heard about the storm titan situation already. What do you think?"
Merlin remained silent for a few seconds, her face unchanging, but soon her lips curled upward, "It is both a delicate situation and one that might need a rough hand."
