"There isn't a guy who's secretly not into me or anyone else for that matter. I don't really have any kind of weird relationship problem that you need to hear about at the moment."
"…I see. Did you just come in here to waste our time then?" Despite the bluntness of her words, Lucy's voice held no venom. Instead, the curiosity of wanting to know why Sorano "wasted their time" flooded her thoughts. With a sinking feeling, Cobra realized he felt much the same.
"Hmm, I'm not sure I'm at liberty to say why. If you want to qualify it as 'wasting time' then be my guest." The shadow of Sorano on the lacrima suddenly stood up and moved as if it were leaving the tent. Her voice grew fainter as she continued, "Honestly if it makes you feel better, I would say I've also wasted my time. So we're even."
Lucy's mouth gave a little pout. She closed her eyes and withheld a sigh. "Alright, well, I hope you have a good day. If possible, could you mention us to your friends? If you didn't dislike the service, at least…"
Sorano's shadow stopped before it fled completely out of sight.