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	[color=orange]”Hey!”[/color]

	Thomas sauntered down the hall, just before the pharmacy. Although he was a particularly sensitive person, he had found the soap in his room to be somewhat irritating. He had hoped he could find a suitable substitute with a more convenient composition, and had set off to search for unscented soap.

	[color=orange]”Hey! Listen to me!”[/color]

	[color=ADD278][i]Tch[/i][/color]. Thomas stopped, and turned around. The all too familiar voice of Lucy told him who it was before her second word, and he was not pleased by this development. It seemed like his basic courtesies had been misinterpreted as an invitation to converse with him. Even if it wasn’t misinterpreted, Thomas could think of at least one other thing he could do with the time he’d waste talking to Lucy.

	On Lucy’s end, things could not be any less opposite. She was brimming with excitement, and it was practically oozing off of her. She was unashamedly proud of her performance during the trial, and she found her lack of praise extremely jarring. It wasn’t like she was disillusioned by this behavior, and she wasn’t delusional enough to find this unexpected. It was just different. Lucy was used to being rewarded with praise.

	[color=orange]”Fwahaha! I knew you’d listen to me. You’re practical-”[/color]

	Thomas cut Lucy off. [color=ADD278]”Get to the point.”[/color]

	[color=orange]”Oh. Uh... “[/color] Lucy shook her head, and lifted her chin. She placed both of her hands on her hips. [color=orange]”I mean, don’t you have anything to say to me?”[/color]

	Thomas tilted his head, and turned to face away from Lucy. [color=ADD278]”No.”[/color]

	[color=orange]”W-What?”[/color] Lucy took both her hands off her hips and walked in front of Thomas to face him. [color=orange]”Here, I know that it might fluster you to be around me so I’ll give you a hint. You can start by thanking me for solving this trial by myself. Here, I’ll even say [i][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=79DijItQXMM]You’re Welcome[/url][/i] in advanced.”[/color]

	Thomas glared at Lucy. One glance would tell it all. Thomas was not up for another [s]roast[/s] argument. He had already decided the conversation with Ellie was a mistake, and ultimately a waste a time. Satisfied that his glare would have dealt with her, he began to step around her.

	[color=orange]”Fwahaha. That look says it all. You're just jealous of how much more I contributed than you."[/color] Lucy lowered her chin, and looked at Thomas. [color=orange]"Aren’t you going to eat breakfast with me and Jezebel? We’re heading to the same location after all, so even if you’re being envious I’ll still accompany you.”[/color]

	[color=ADD278]”Oh? Is that so?”[/color] Thomas stopped, and turned around to face Lucy. [color=ADD278]”May I remind that we’re in a [i]killing game[/i]? Admittedly, prodigy, you don’t know very much about me at all. I wonder though, if I was the sensitive type, how would I go about paying back such behavior?”[/color]

	Lucy frowned, and furrowed her brows. [color=orange]”Nope. I refuse to answer. You rescued, or, [i]attempted[/i] to rescue me during the night of carnage. Knowing that, you obviously understand how great I am, so I’m not worried about you trying to hurt me at all!”[/color]

	Thomas froze for a moment, and placed both his hands together. [color=ADD278]”Ah, you [i]saw right through me[/i]. If I was going to kill someone, your derision during the trial would be invaluable to acquitting me.”[/color]

	Lucy herself froze, thinking through Thomas’s backhanded compliment, before a scowl settled in on her face.

	Thomas turned, and started walking again. [color=ADD278]”Anyways, I’m on the second floor, so I obviously have other business before we meet at the study. You can use the time you’re waiting for me to scrounge your belongings for any battery powered electronics. Take the batteries out and bring them with you to the study, they’ll help me with a little project I’ve been working on.”[/color]

	Lucy was still fuming over Thomas’s insult, but she still acknowledged what Thomas said. [color=orange]”Huh? Batteries... Are you trying to build something?”[/color]

	But Thomas didn’t hear, or at least pretended not to hear her. He walked straight past the pharmacy, and through the stairs to the third floor.