There was once a time when Lucrezia couldn't remember ever feeling scared or sad, back when everything was simpler. As much as she was tired of the many secrets kept from her, ignorance was indeed bliss. And innocence once lost can never be regained.

Only the tackling cuts her short, quickly finding herself pinned under Cass without quite noticing how it happened. She would win no awards for survival skills and unlike her friend, she can't quite read what it means when Cass stains her lip with more ice cream. It doesn't mean anything, surely, surely.

She licks her lips clean and bites back a chuckle that returns only too easily. "The best."