How cute. The young lord is blushing. Merlin tilts his head, taking in Sizhui's robes before looking over his own clothes. It would help if he blended in.

"Oh of course, my lord."

Merlin carefully hands the handkerchief over to the young man in white. As soon as he does, he brushes the shoulders of his own clothes, transforming them to match the era a bit in dark blues and reds.

"Is the token familiar to you?"

It's then when he notices that a similar pendant hangs from the young man's belt.

"Seems like it is."