Yeah, but I'm not the only one who has! (Lucretia can feel her ears getting hot as Lup cackles away, and resists the urge to set the bottle down so she can press her hands over her face and hide herself from view. This is too much. To be laughed at in this way after sharing her most embarrassing death! Unforgivable.)

Stop, oh my god, (she whines when Lup doubles over, giving her shoulder a shove with her fingertips but Lup carries on regardless for the better half of a minute; honestly, the sight of her doubled up like that, hand over her mouth makes Lucretia struggle to keep a smile off her face. It's extremely stupid. It's just what she needed, after everything that had already happened today.

Eventually she stops, and Lucretia tries to school herself into a deeply unimpressed sort of expression, one she doesn't quite nail because she is still very flustered.) Yeah, at least for– for now. You never know what the future will bring.