[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=silver]Megan Pendragon[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/SR0pmc6n/giphy.gif[/img][hr][b][color=silver]Location:[/color][/b] Atlantica
[b][color=silver]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Megan could tell that King Arthur was really trying, he was trying to be kind, and he seemed to want some sort of a relationship with her. She just couldn't wrap her head around having a father that wasn't her father - she knew that she had been adopted, but she never had wanted to seek out a connection to her biological parents. She loved her adoptive parents and considered them to be her real family. But a small part of her figured that she had to try. She just needed a way to wrap her mind around all of this and her brain presented an easy solution - she casually talked to the corpses in the morgue all the time. She could just pretend that King Arthur was one of those corpses and maybe that would ease the anxiety. 

	[color=silver]"...Okay,"[/color] Megan said, hesitating slightly before taking a seat. [color=silver]"Merlin told us why we were sent away... but I want to hear you explain it."[/color] She didn't know where else to start. Should she have asked him what his favorite color was? Or where he'd go on holiday if he had the chance? Or what he thought of the Star Wars reboot? Should she tell him that she was queer? Did they even have the concept of being queer in this world? Would he hate her for that? Did she tell him about how she worked in a morgue? Did it even matter if he told her stories about when she was little, as she wasn't that person anymore? Was it even possible for her to forge a connection to that life?