[ Talking to Mordred is the same as walking through a minefield... it's safe as long as you know exactly where not to tread.

She seems to draw satisfaction from Ciel admitting to her surprise, and her vicious sneer fades into a more normal-looking grin, though still with too many sharp angles to ever look at home on Gray. ]

I know what you're thinking. As far as coincidences go, it's impossible, right? [ lol. lmao. ] That's because it's not one.

[ Without elaborating, she takes another bite, then pauses. ]

You really made all of these?