"No? I don't have any reason to use my abilities outside of helping my plants or getting silverware from the kitchen while I'm sitting on the couch." Other people may be interested in having more power, but Mordred isn't one of them. He shrugs. "Maybe if I had another outlet for more abilities or a higher calling," which... he will soon, but that's another topic entirely, "I might think differently, but I like my life as it is. If the Goddess didn't want to give me my memories of my past, there must be a reason for that, and I'm content without digging them up."

That's a fair answer. Mordred sighs softly. "I hope any curse I had in the past died with me then. I-- don't want any further disruptions to my life." One major fight that resulted in his fiancé absolutely breaking down is more than enough for him, thanks. He doesn't need to get cursed right before his wedding or becoming an envoy to the Goddess. "I hope whatever you're dealing with doesn't cause-- you much harm," he adds earnestly. "No one deserves to be cursed or struggling their entire life."