[Merlin/Ariel leans in, peering curiously.]

Of slumber and of waking much I know
I've bade the restless swallow sleep, and shocked
the dozing owl to frantic daylit flight.
Yet I've no understanding of the curse
that shackles your companion to his bed.

[He perks up.]

Fear not! There is no utterance or charms
More powerful than those of such a...

[Wait, you're pretending to be a boy, right? Do humans do that? Okay. He can be subtle! Wait, shit, he's only got one syllable left.]

...lad.

[Nice save, Ariel.]