[ When Violet actually stops to bow, Mordred stiffens, and very nearly trips. There goes the cool image (haha) she was trying to project. ]

Huh? Who said I was helping anyone? I'm not! I'm definitely not!

[ Her furious blush says otherwise, though. She's easily flustered at the best of times, and something about this girl makes it even worse. ]

If you're a soldier, you can look after yourself, right? You don't need me to protect you. ... Not that I'll just run off or anything, but you'd better not start depending on me.