"Are we certain we want to take Lucille with us?" Ayame questioned, glancing at the woman wryly who was busy chatting with Aurora. Our tanker being our lowest level member made her restless. It certainly wasn't ideal.
"I wanted her to stay as well, but when she gave me the best throat job of my life I just couldn't say no."
"…"
Since my petite samurai was glancing at me like I was human scum, I rushed to clear my joke up; "Lucille begged me, saying that if she were to stay behind the gap between us would widen even further. I hate it too, but she was right. We will either have to get her to level up swiftly, or she will never become relevant."
"I see… So you're saying what she did with her mouth while kneeling between your legs played no role in her being here whatsoever."
"…" Now it was my turn to remain silent.
