( it really isn't reassuring when half of what max says to him he doesn't understand, and, naturally, he pulls a face of someone trying very hard to understand a foreign language while also trying not to look like they've assumed what was said was something horribly offensive — )
My wha— ( but then max is cutting him off, telling him not to worry about what queer sensei means (and arthur, truly, has no earthly concept of its meaning) and grabbing his wrist, which arthur does not immediately yank away. honestly, he's been manhandled by merlin often enough, he's used to this, even if there should be some etiquette when it comes to commoners touching crown princes (there is, of course, merlin just doesn't follow it, and max is too ... forward to bother with such practices, especially in a place that thrives on touch). nothing arthur knows seems to apply here, and he's having quite a time trying to throw it all out the window. he expects to be respected, and yet he also finds that the thrill of the unexpected is quite enticing, even if he's momentarily offended by it.
which is why he sounds a bit prissy when he replies, ) Where in God's name are you taking me?
( don't think he didn't see that little magic thing you just did, maxwell. though the magic is the least of his concerns; it's the fact that they seem to be breaking in to somewhere restricted that's ruffling arthur's naturally chivalrous feathers. )
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My wha— ( but then max is cutting him off, telling him not to worry about what queer sensei means (and arthur, truly, has no earthly concept of its meaning) and grabbing his wrist, which arthur does not immediately yank away. honestly, he's been manhandled by merlin often enough, he's used to this, even if there should be some etiquette when it comes to commoners touching crown princes (there is, of course, merlin just doesn't follow it, and max is too ... forward to bother with such practices, especially in a place that thrives on touch). nothing arthur knows seems to apply here, and he's having quite a time trying to throw it all out the window. he expects to be respected, and yet he also finds that the thrill of the unexpected is quite enticing, even if he's momentarily offended by it.
which is why he sounds a bit prissy when he replies, ) Where in God's name are you taking me?
( don't think he didn't see that little magic thing you just did, maxwell. though the magic is the least of his concerns; it's the fact that they seem to be breaking in to somewhere restricted that's ruffling arthur's naturally chivalrous feathers. )