They're fine, [ Mordred shrugs, but she's speaking around a mouthful of cake, and reaching for a third, so like. Probably undervaluing things there.
Ciel's staring doesn't go unnoticed. After swallowing, she sneers; an expression that looks wholly alien on what is, to someone who saw the other first, ostensibly Gray's face, not Mordred's, or King Arthur's. ]
Hah! Surprised? The mouse was too, the first time she saw me. [ ... And so was Mordred when she saw Gray, but she's not going mention that part. ]
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Ciel's staring doesn't go unnoticed. After swallowing, she sneers; an expression that looks wholly alien on what is, to someone who saw the other first, ostensibly Gray's face, not Mordred's, or King Arthur's. ]
Hah! Surprised? The mouse was too, the first time she saw me. [ ... And so was Mordred when she saw Gray, but she's not going mention that part. ]