What's behind the door, Lucretia?

(POV: Lumiere)

Lucretia and I strolled down from the rooftop, finding ourselves in a more secluded area of her company's exaggeratedly sprawling building.

I mean, the size was unreal, especially for less modern times like these.

Unsure of our exact location, one thing was clear – she had something special to reveal.

"Hey, are we there yet?" I asked impatiently.

Lucretia turned, offering a sly smile. "Shhh, getting a bit antsy, aren't we? It's been, what, three minutes?" she teased.

I shot her a half-opened-eyed look, conveying my underwhelmed state. "Actually, four minutes and thirty-two seconds. Try to keep up," I retorted.

She is an Integrator like me, but of course I have more experience than her.

After all, I actually know what I am and she doesn't.

She pouted, cheeks puffing up. "I can keep up way better than you could ever dream of," Lucretia declared smugly.