And the food's to increase my survival! Sure, I'm not gonna disappear, but my mana restores way. Too. Goddamn. Slow!

[ Again, zero help from Mordred with any of the cleanup. The moment she's done eating, she's up and poking around Rin's room; sniffing at anything weird (read: mage-adjacent) like a dog, at least not actually touching. Yet. Conveniently, it means she's not looking at Rin when she opens her mouth to say something of actual worth. ]

Hey, Red. You were a Master, right? But the way you talked about it... it sounded like you already stopped being one before coming here.