[ Gray does not say otherwise, so it looks like Mordred's tyranny will remain unchecked. Instead Gray is busy being tongue-tied, taken aback by the indignation of not just Mordred (expected) but Rin as well. This is a far cry from the usual heavy silences and grudging acceptances she's used to when this topic comes up.

Rin and Mordred are angry where Gray has never felt allowed to be angry. Even now she can't find it in her to join them. What she feels instead is a swell of emotion that tickles her throat. As much as she laments her lost appearance, she's already given it up as that: lost. Like a beggar, she clings to what she has instead — her mind, soul, and the bonds she's made of her own free will. They're modest treasures, but just enough for her. ]

Thank you... both of you. I know I should be angrier. I know it isn't really "okay." If King Arthur ever appears, I'll fight as much as I need to, but until then... I think Rin's condition is a little more urgent.

[ She definitely noticed Rin steering the conversation away from herself. Two can play at that game... ]