[ Unlike her previous uproarious laughter, this one is a noise of genuine confusion, as she tries to figure out whether she's being made fun of or not. But even for Mordred, who tends to assume the worst of people, Gray's demeanor so far has been too genuine to read her reaction as anything except honest confusion. ]
Idiot, I'm talking about you! And me! I'm saying that we should — argh! [ She runs a hand through her own hair, frustration clear on her face. ] Forget it. Weaklings aren't worth killing, no matter what they look like.
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[ Unlike her previous uproarious laughter, this one is a noise of genuine confusion, as she tries to figure out whether she's being made fun of or not. But even for Mordred, who tends to assume the worst of people, Gray's demeanor so far has been too genuine to read her reaction as anything except honest confusion. ]
Idiot, I'm talking about you! And me! I'm saying that we should — argh! [ She runs a hand through her own hair, frustration clear on her face. ] Forget it. Weaklings aren't worth killing, no matter what they look like.