[ Mordred is always confused. She huffs at Gray's unsatisfying (to her) answer, mostly because there's no part of it she can latch onto and continue shouting about; which was probably the idea. ]

Poached if you can manage it. Otherwise, anything is fine. [ As Gray goes back to the kitchen, Mordred goes back to poking at the set of armour she'd briefly noticed before the attempted property destruction. ] What's with this armour? Don't tell me you're training to be an assassin... you know that class is full of people too lame to quality as a real Servant, right?

[ oof ]