After a good soak I got up and walked out as well. The cold yet musty air hit me like a brick as I got out and made me want to get back in. Despite that I grabbed the towel and began drying myself off. I couldn’t tell if I was allowed to tell her because she wouldn’t believe me or if she didn’t believe me because the universe already decided that I wasn’t supposed to tell her. Either way, it wasn’t helping me.

Once I was back into some clothes I walked out and I was led back to the room by Medea. On the way there I happened by someone who looked very familiar. Probably because it was. Elysif was standing in the middle of the corridor with a confused and annoyed look on her face.

“What are you doing?” I asked her as I walked up.

“Looking for you! Apparently you were going to do something that Mordred doesn’t want to happen. She sent me after you.” she replied with a very annoyed tone.

“All I was doing was taking a bath. Yea, Mordred was there but it wasn’t bad… I also happened to get some good information on Merlin.” I said.

“So you took a bath with Mordred? I want details.” she demanded.

“Umm…”

“Sir, who is this?” Medea asked timidly.

“She’s a friend of mine.” I replied and began slowly walking back to the room. I felt like I was about to to get my ear chewed off by both Elysif and Mordred. This wasn’t going to be good.

Once I got to the room I sent Medea away for the night and sat on the bed. Elysif looked at me with an angry stare. Yet she didn’t say anything. Neither did Mordred so it made me a little nervous from the silence. It was only faint but I felt like I heard Compton say something to the affect of “oh, she’s pissed.” and walked away inside the amulet. That single thought of Compton saying that made me even more nervous.

“So, what did you do?” Elysif asked.

“Nothing! The door was unlocked so I went in and after I was already naked I stepped into the bath and realized that Mordred was there. Since I was already naked I figured I should just get in instead of making it awkward. We then talked for a minute before she got out.” I explained.

“Don’t you think that a creepy masked man getting into your bathtub is awkward enough?” she asked.

“I mean, yes but it would have been weirder if I just left.” I stated.

“No, it would not have been.” Elysif said.

“Stop!” Mordred yelled from inside the pendant.

“Why?” Elysif asked.

“That wasn’t what I was mad about and since it wasn’t stopped then we should just forget all about it.” Mordred said adamantly.

“... okay.” Elysif replied.

I sighed with relief and fell back in the bed. The bath, despite being lukewarm at best, made me want to just roll over and sleep. However, that wasn’t happening. Even if Mordred let the whole thing go, I still had to deal with Elysif. She would probably be mad at me for some reason or another.

“Why are you so calm about all this stuff?” Elysif asked in a surprisingly calm manner before flopping on the bed beside me.

“What do you mean?”

“You seem to be handling all of this really well. It’s as if you have already adapted. I still can’t accept any of this. It just doesn’t seem real.” she elaborated.

“You are a witch, Iscarat’s a dimension jumping lunatic sorcerer, and Mordred is a knight of the round table. Do you really think it’s that unbelievable?”

“Touché. However, you seem overly calm about it.”

“I have done this before. When I first awoke in 1888, I was scared and lost. That said, I had some gauge of when and where I was but that didn’t mean it wasn’t nerve racking. I was then thrown into all of this supernatural stuff and met all of you. I guess I expect something good out of it in the end.” I replied.

“That doesn’t really help me.” she replied.

“Well, sucks to be you then.” I replied sassily.