Lunise closed her eyes and felt herself relax in Meesei's hands until she was all but relying on her for support. That suddenly changed as soon as Meesei finished speaking. Meesei felt Lunise's hand press against the centre of her chest just hard enough to stop and see Lunise looking up at her with a determined expression. The vial remained held in her two smaller fingers.

She looked at Meesei without so much as blinking. Then, leisurely, she brought her tea cup up to her lips to sip it. She swallowed. "You are being crass," she then flatly stated. With a charge of telekinesis, her teacup floated off to a soft and spill-free landing on the nearby desk. With her other hand, she sent the metallic vial onto their breakfast tray. She was somehow able to manage it without taking her eyes off Meesei.

While Meesei had previously entertained the idea of what she suggested, Lunise had never agreed.

"I should tell you to control yourself," Lunise said. She launched another spell under Meesei's arm. It struck the door with a locking click. "And if we were anywhere else..." she let her lips stay parted. "...I probably would."

Lunise had never agreed until now.