Joan, Gilles and The Reason For Irrational Murder

"Really? That's nice. I think I'll take you up on that offer. I'm not really a mana freak like you, but there is something that I want to use mana for in my fighting style and it sucks up an enormous amount of mana, so I want to learn how to use it more efficiently."

Luna frowned.

"I'm not a mana freak."

"Luna, you have more mana in your arms than I have in my entire body. You are a mana freak."

Luna blushed at the lopsided compliment and she huffed and turned away from him to look at the television again so he wouldn't see how his words affected her. Luna didn't know why she was like this whenever Mark said anything nice to her. She already told Mark that she was sorry for kissing him and the both of them had gone back to normal since then, but for some reason, she couldn't look Mark in the eyes whenever he spoke to her like this. She would turn into a blushing mess and it irritated her that she couldn't do anything about it.