"Well, I'm also a professional level disappointment to my parents and a menace to Merlin's well being, but those are both more hobbies alongside my work than separate things." He starts the kettle out of habit as he comes into the kitchen, gaze taking in the window, the concealed panels, everything in place and normal.

"Cup of tea? Coffee? And if by 'trade' secrets you mean tomorrow's test... no, I'm afraid I really couldn't risk having you disqualified by telling you anything. You've come too far for me to sabotage you now."