Merlin laughed, a surprisingly good natured one, and shook his head. "Don't let it go to your head. I still think you got more muscle then brain in your head, you know."He poked him, a smile on his face. Teasing Ragnar was fun. It reminded Merlin of times long past, and the pleasant feel of the air gave him pause, and his smile faltered. He looked away, reminding himself that getting close to people was how one got a broken heart. Merlin, looked away, hiding his face as he shook his head and pushed away from the table, turning to leave. "You should get some sleep, Ragnar. We have a lot to do tomorrow, and who knows how much rest we'll be able to get these next few weeks."<br/>He didn't give the man time to respond, slipping out of the tent as fast as he could, needing to get away from the lighthearted atmosphere. When he was sure he was alone, he slumped down and sighed, pulling his legs to his chest. Away from the campsite, he could think, and the memories that rose to the surface only made his heart ache.