...Yeah, that's a good point.

[That sounds like a sensible excuse, unlike 'do not arm wrestle fucking Hercules'.]

Well, I've got to do something to keep Master's eyes on me. I've got a lot of competition here.

[Look...she has seen Mordred's abs. She can't go half assing this. She has to give it her all if she is going to send her cute little master's heart aflutter.]