[ Taken by surprise, Mordred blinks, both at Magilou's closeness and the mention of her name... and then bursts into laughter. ]

Infamous, huh? I like the sound of that! Yeah, I'm the infamous Mordred, alright!

[ Of course she takes it as a compliment. Still grinning, she lowers her finger, crossing her arms over her barely-covered chest. ]

There's no such thing as an honest witch. ... At least, that's what I would have said in the past.

[ Before she met people like Kairi and Maya. She's still distrustful of mages in general (especially women, and ones within a mile of her father), though, so she's not willing to give Magilou the benefit of the doubt. ]

But that dense idiot wouldn't come here for a stupid reason like your personality. So tell me what's really going on between the two of you.