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.