Declan's eyebrows knitted together. A frown for a frown. "Why wouldn't you?" he asked her in return, very seriously, before he smiled. "Some might consider it a privilege. I'm taking you don't?" Harsh. Declan rolled his eyes thinking his siblings theatrics were threatening to poison his system. Merlin, he almost placed a hand on his chest. That wasn't gonna happen while he wasn't possessed.

"There is no talk about the binding spell," Declan said with a small shake of his head. "There is no alluding to the binding spell. There's no hinting," he was counting off on his fingers now. "There is no writing about the binding spell. There is no use of body gestures to hint at the binding spell. As far as others are concerned, you are not bound to anyone or anything."

Declan shrugged thinking he should just throw her a bone already. "Anyway, you're scotch free in the next full moon. Surely, you can hold out that long."

"Well, you have to read them according to the layout," Declan explain with a frown. He took the ancient runes book Daisy had been not-drooling on and flipped through the pages until he found what he was looking for. "See?" He asked her pointing out the Five Rune Crossroads layout. "Each position or number has a specific meaning so you apply the rune in that spot to that meaning. For example," he stopped to point at the number two on the left. "If your supposed dog rune was in this spot it's supposed to be about your past. So the dog somehow has brought you to this spot in time when you are reading the runes. Are you scared of dogs?" he asked her with raised brows. It was a mild joke but maybe she was. Who knew?

In a moment, Daisy was asking him a question that was not about Ancient Runes. He stalled, running his fingers along the five points of the crossroads layout before answering her. "What do you mean?" he asked her in a whisper. "That kind of magic is different from everything else."