[There are only so many times someone—even someone hunched over and drowning in his own little projects—can hear what sounds like SCREAMING and not check up on it. This is a world filled to the brim with monsters, after all, is it really so absurd to assume someone might've crawled through the window to attack his friends? ...It sure is something that could happen in his world, so Merlin finally gets out of the cave that is his bedroom, runs into the kitchen to grab something that looks like it can do some real damage, then proceeds to BURST THROUGH THE DOOR.]

NOBODY MOVE!! I've got a ladle and not much else!!

[Thankfully all he sees is his friends on the bed, in the dark and removing their clothes. Ah, okay, so he doesn't have to start swinging, all that screaming must have been from the—]

Oh dear lord! [Is it his turn to scream? It's more like a yelp as he slaps his hand over his eyes and proceeds to reach for the door behind him awkwardly with a fucking ladle in his hand. Goodness gracious, he did not mean to walk in on their coitus.] I-I didn't see anything, please feel free to carry on!

[His exit is not nearly as loud as his entrance as he begins to squeeze himself out of there.]