[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 was a bit surprised to hear that Arthur knew what being gay was - but maybe this society wasn't completely backwards. That or he may have been merely pretending to know. He seemed to really want to do and say all the right things - something that made Megan uncomfortable. He seemed too perfect. She wanted to see his flaws, to see that he was a real person. Her paranoid mind kept wondering if there was something horrible he was hiding behind all of that perfection. But at the same time, most of her paranoia came from the fact that he was a complete stranger for her, someone she had never particularly been dying to meet. Maybe she needed a therapist to talk through all of this with. 

	Voices then sounded from outside of the cabin and Megan tensed. She didn't un-tense or relax either when Arthur explained that it was his wife - who Megan assumed have to the Lady Guinevere. Megan hesitated as Arthur went outside. Did she want to follow him? Or did she want a few seconds to process everything before meeting her birth mother? Did she want her birth mother to think she looked weak and overwhelmed? If anything, the most appealing option to Megan at the moment would be to run away from all of this, find Merlin, tell him he had made a mistake, and go back to her life in Kansas. Tears threatened to well up in her eyes but Megan blinked them away. She hadn't been ready for this. But she didn't want to look like a coward. She stood up and followed Arthur outside of the cabin to meet her maker.