[ The entire time Mordred speaks, Magilou listens, keeping her weight against the house. It's a surprisingly heartfelt speech, one that she hadn't assumed that Mordred would be capable of from her initial hostility and impulsiveness.
"The other day, I saw father smile for a moment."
She knows, as much as most, that being human is a weakness. Living is the hardest affliction. Having a wavering human heart with wanton desires and whims can hurt more than the most deadly poison. Regardless of the Magilou's Menagerie hijinks she forces others into, regardless of the mirth she claims to spread - Mordred is giving Magilou more credit for easing the burden of leadership and life than Magilou thinks she deserves. What happiness could her miserable, frozen heart ever offer someone? (Maybe it's just the carefree way that she's decided to go about life - but in her case, it's a destructive coping mechanism rather than a healthy way to relieve stress. Maybe she and Saber might have a complete person between them.)
She doesn't stop Mordred as she turns away. Anything she could say feels too much like admitting a weakness, or more specifically, just admitting that she cares. Mordred is here because Magilou cares too much, but maybe for once, it's not the worst thing to come of it, even if it's hard to admit to herself that it's okay. That it's okay to just say that she cares about Saber's well-being right back.
That's something she's keeping buried. All that she says when Mordred turns is a curt, though not cold: ]
I plan on it, Mordred.
[ It's a goodbye, but a surprisingly familiar one. Not to an enemy, nor to a friend - to someone who cares more than she thinks she does, or would ever admit. Perhaps they're more similar than it seems. ]
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"The other day, I saw father smile for a moment."
She knows, as much as most, that being human is a weakness. Living is the hardest affliction. Having a wavering human heart with wanton desires and whims can hurt more than the most deadly poison. Regardless of the Magilou's Menagerie hijinks she forces others into, regardless of the mirth she claims to spread - Mordred is giving Magilou more credit for easing the burden of leadership and life than Magilou thinks she deserves. What happiness could her miserable, frozen heart ever offer someone? (Maybe it's just the carefree way that she's decided to go about life - but in her case, it's a destructive coping mechanism rather than a healthy way to relieve stress. Maybe she and Saber might have a complete person between them.)
She doesn't stop Mordred as she turns away. Anything she could say feels too much like admitting a weakness, or more specifically, just admitting that she cares. Mordred is here because Magilou cares too much, but maybe for once, it's not the worst thing to come of it, even if it's hard to admit to herself that it's okay. That it's okay to just say that she cares about Saber's well-being right back.
That's something she's keeping buried. All that she says when Mordred turns is a curt, though not cold: ]
I plan on it, Mordred.
[ It's a goodbye, but a surprisingly familiar one. Not to an enemy, nor to a friend - to someone who cares more than she thinks she does, or would ever admit. Perhaps they're more similar than it seems. ]