"Elegantly?" Arthur has half a mind to beat Merlin to death with flat of Excalibur that was Andruil which was the Blade that was Broken forged from the shards of Nostril -- which he thought was a terrible name for a sword.

"And in the correct language," Merlin says, "because of course you can't have a world without a language."

[in the absence of a proper language for Albion, Merlin and Arthur disappear in a puff of smoke]