"You're telling me," Merlin scowled slightly before remembering himself yet again and forcing his features into something more neutral. "They haven't found anything yet and I don't think they're going to."

At least, he hoped they weren't going to, he'd been extra careful every time there was a strange around, but sometimes he was a little more lax than he really should be, the longer they hung around, the more likely he was to slip up.

"They ...are somewhat suspicious of my mother, though most of the villagers come to her defence." They're less defensive of Merlin himself, but Hunith definitely has their support, she's just too nice to let anything bad happen to her.