Raj looked around and shrugged. It wasn't home but it would have to do...he guessed. He shakes his head and listens to her talking. He said nothing as she began to talk. "The old man in my dreams...Merlin...he calls her Le Fay. That is what I will call her. I don't care what anyone thinks about that." He says. Crossing his arms. Shaking his head. "She was the most powerful female magic user. The true most powerful magic user was called Merlin The Magnificent. He was wizard to King Arthur himself. I don't know how I know this stuff...it just popped into my head. The old man that has kept me alive...I hear him giving me advise. He told me to come here for some reason. I am going to figure out what it is. Even if I have to flail and wiggle may way to doing so." He says.<br/><br/>Looking at her as she spoke. "......." he stares at her. "I have dealt with them. I have dealt with them since they came to Camella, a city built over the ruins of Camelot, and started trying to kill me then." He says bluntly. He wasn't going to lie to this chick. She may not trust him but he was working hard to trust her. She was the only person he knew in this town. Like it or not they had to work together. He listens to her. Frowning a bit. "She is a bad person. She helps but expects something in return. I know... I saw her. She will kill you much quicker than she will help you. She is a snake in the grass. I have seen the things she has done to people over the centuries. I see it when I do go to sleep at night." he says seriously. Shaking his head and crosses his arms.<br/><br/>"The only bad thing will they will lose more of their own. This power I contain...it can counter act powerful magic on its own." He says. He sighs and sinks to the ground. "I don't want to deal with Morgan Le Fay. I don't want to deal with the Incubus." He shakes his head. "I am beginning to not want to deal with you. You put me down worse than those Incubus. Worse than the wicked woman who is trying to take me as her hostage." He says. Standing up and goes over to a wall. "You don't understand any better than I do...." He sighs. "I need a friend...not another enemy. You treat me like I have six heads and are going to breath fire. IF I meant you harm...would I have kept that mans spell from hurting you? I could have blocked it just for myself. The magic could have too. I controlled it enough to protect you as well. You want to survive in a world that is rapidly becoming dangerous on your own...fine." He says.<br/><br/>"You will have to do it without protection. I want your friendship but you treat me like I am a monster. I can't help this magic power I possess is extremely strong. I was BORN with it. I didn't develop it." His fist hits the wall. "Why do you hate me without even knowing me?" he asks. Sadness in every syllable he uttered. "As for giving Morgan what she wants...hell and no. Merlin has told me...never give in to the darker power. He means her. If I give her what she wants I will die anyways." He says with sadness in his tone. "Merlin said I would find help here...I guess he was wrong."