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[Private]
[Written; fancy ... handwritin' ...]
I suppose it is high time I re-evaluated my stay here. I cannot change the mistake I have already made, but Her Majesty was kind enough to ... forgive me, somewhat. A small amount of progress has been made.
... But to what? Of course, I intend to fully restore her memories; but selfishly, I desire her companionship once she has been restored. But that is impossible, and that I am sure of. It is torturous, looking into her eyes and being unable to see any flash of recognition, any sign of the feelings that were once there.
But once they are, what shall I do? His Majesty would never ... unless he were to leave. Which I would not care for; his presence here is ... nostalgic, almost soothing. If he were to return, it is likely he would return to a fate he did not wish to face.
For now, I suppose the best course of action is simply to take to where the wind and fate may take me. Regardless of the consequences afterwards, as well as the fact that all progress may be reversed upon return to Camelot ... restoring Mordred's memories is of the highest priority.
[Christmas gifts filter]
... Thank you. Your generosity was unexpected, but similarly appreciated.
[And with that, he's going to be taking a walk in the snow, towards the town. He'll just be sort of drifting through the town aimlessly and doing a bit of people-watching. Feel free to poke him/bug him/ask him why he's wearing that weird armor ...]
[ooc: Off hiatus now, yaaay! Shh this post isn't a shameless excuse to use all my new icons.]