[ lumine's already brushing her teeth, stubbornly not looking at him as he groans and realises the hard, bitter truth about the water. at the very least, she doesn't snicker or laugh at his expense, even if it's quite amusing. it's his fault, after all, that they lingered in the shower longer than usual, and he's now paying for it.

she simply shrugs her shoulders when he complains at her, gaze flickering at the mirror to throw an innocent gaze at him. what? she totally didn't know that the water was cold.

or did she? ]

If the water turned cold, you have no one else to blame but yourself, [ is her very matter-of-factly response, taking the brush out of her mouth to reply. ] If you didn't distract me with that massage or keep crowding me, I would've finished sooner.