[ lumine blinks when he suddenly pulls her out of her seat and into him, chuckling when she realises that he's doing it out of spite. he's still upset, clearly, by what's happened and what she's said, and this is his way of getting back at her.

still, her body also has a way of responding to him, her eyes closing instinctively when he traces her jawline, leans down closer to her. ]

Did she now? [ her eyes flutter open, gold meeting dark blue. ] Are you sure you're not remembering it wrong? Or maybe you're remembering another blond in your bed instead ...

[ like you know, the guy who just gave him a cecilia. ]