[ Anne just squints at him even more, still surprised he's okay with referring to King Arthur just by his name. Somehow it would seem less rude if he was an old man like the legends say.

So she just ignores his question because she doesn't see how that's relevant. ]

You know, I expected somebody different to walk through my door. It's true that you sounded young, but I—

[ She stops herself then, and leans forward a little bit. There's suspicion mingled with a child-like curiosity and excitement as she motions in his direction. ]

I have trouble believing you are truly the Merlin of legend meant to serve King Arthur. Show me proof that you are he, and I shall answer your question.