"Miles, Miles. Of course I'll help, you know that," he soothed, kneeling down to look at Miles. Merlin was, of course, incredibly taken aback by the boy's uncharacteristic loss of control, and it worried him. Judging from his and Ken's appearances, something had gone very, very wrong with the coma, despite the reassurances that Ken would wake up as if nothing had happened.

Merlin took a hold of Miles' shoulders, steadying him. "I need to know what happened. Do Mitsuru and the others know Ken's gone?"