[ The device has been discarded on a table, but it gives a rather decent view of the living room and Merlin moving about picking up glasses that have been left out. When he's about to exit the room, though, he trips on the treshold and yelps as he flails not to drop the glasses. But one ends up falling to the floor anyway and breaks into pieces.
He curses, and mutters somewhat under his breath: ]
Again? Glad I'm not cursed today - that's the last thing I need.
[ With a sharp exhale, he squats down to pick up the bigger pieces.
He's glad it's a curse day, though. It means it shouldn't be one tomorrow, and that's just perfect. At least they're getting that.
Once he's picked up the pieces, he disappears for a while, and eventually comes back into the screen with a vacuum. Once he's cleaned up the rest of the broken glass, he runs his hand over his hair and leans into the doorway to look around the living room. And smirks, as he straightens up and turns away to amusingly call out (into the kitchen, but you can't tell that from the recording). ]
Are you
really sure you'll be able to keep the house cleaned while we're gone, Arthur?!
[ The feed cuts out. ]
