Mordred was settling into his new routine of working at his mother's bank, and once he was off, going home and doing as he pleased. He was used to his mother ordering him around, however much he didn't like it. Some days it made him tired to be her pawn, but he'd never really known anything else. He mostly just sighed and mentally rolled his eyes a lot.
He rapped on the door of Morgan's office, sticking his head inside and saying, "You wanted to see me, Mother?"