Dragonic magic came closer, riveted.
Lucy scanned the vicinity for anybody (or dragon slayers) that would be in earshot, relieved when there weren't any- except for Wendy.
With a bereft expression, she slumped further down to rest her head on the table. "I really miss Natsu!"
Glances were exchanged. A dragon slayer's face flushed. Magic quavered.
"Miss Natsu as in… more than friends? Or do you just miss his company?" Levy asked, quirking an eyebrow. Her red glasses flashed almost menacingly at Lucy, who grumbled under her breath.
"I miss him as in more than friends."
Her fate was sealed.