[ A breath fills her lungs as Mordred's anger roars over her. She stares at the fist extended toward her, and later she'll find it typical that Mordred thought first of a fist before an open hand to shake. Before that, Gray's expression presses into a solemn line, lagging understanding holding her tongue.
She should indeed be upset; she's been upset already for a majority of her life. A part of her is still anxious about her future and what she has left to lose, but in this one instance, the price was worth paying. She would pay it again without hesitation, knowing what it bought her.
But Mordred's anger isn't just for this one incident; the streak of blonde in Gray's hair isn't just a quirky cosmetic change. It's Arthur's blonde, it's Mordred's blonde. That part of Mordred's reaction doesn't surprise Gray. What surprises her is that Mordred would go so far. Knowing how Lord El-Melloi II revered his Servant, and how Heartless and Faker dominated as partners, Gray feels in her bones that she doesn't belong on that stage.
She continues to stare at Mordred's fist, not yet rejecting, but not yet accepting either. ]
You should have a better Master than me. I'm slow, and indecisive, and cowardly. Compared to you, I...
[ Despite all of Mordred's flaws, she's a lot of things Gray admires — would like to be herself. Bold, willful, driven, outspoken. Mordred's Master would reflect on her, Gray thinks, and she doesn't want to tarnish the pride that fills Mordred's entire being. Rin and Mordred would be a more suitable pair. ]
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She should indeed be upset; she's been upset already for a majority of her life. A part of her is still anxious about her future and what she has left to lose, but in this one instance, the price was worth paying. She would pay it again without hesitation, knowing what it bought her.
But Mordred's anger isn't just for this one incident; the streak of blonde in Gray's hair isn't just a quirky cosmetic change. It's Arthur's blonde, it's Mordred's blonde. That part of Mordred's reaction doesn't surprise Gray. What surprises her is that Mordred would go so far. Knowing how Lord El-Melloi II revered his Servant, and how Heartless and Faker dominated as partners, Gray feels in her bones that she doesn't belong on that stage.
She continues to stare at Mordred's fist, not yet rejecting, but not yet accepting either. ]
You should have a better Master than me. I'm slow, and indecisive, and cowardly. Compared to you, I...
[ Despite all of Mordred's flaws, she's a lot of things Gray admires — would like to be herself. Bold, willful, driven, outspoken. Mordred's Master would reflect on her, Gray thinks, and she doesn't want to tarnish the pride that fills Mordred's entire being. Rin and Mordred would be a more suitable pair. ]