Well, this really was interesting wasn’t it? Marianne giggled happily as Hazel self-combusted into a plight of flames, sending the tent and bed on fire. The roaring blaze was of course brought under control as Hazel belted out angry words to the dark mage. Marianne was unfazed by the hostility, a knowing smirk rising all the same as she crept closer to the other girl.

“What’s this? So you really do like me after all Miss Faker? How very interesting to note. I knew I made your heart burn with passion, but never could I imagine something as spontaneous as this little stunt.”

Then Miles showed up to stare at the both of them. Marianne noted his appearance and even gave him a little wave. The tent was definitely ruined alright and it was doubtful Hazel would be sleeping on anything else soon.

“Hello Mister,” Marianne said to Miles politely before turning to Hazel. “There’s no need to worry Miss Faker. With your tent gone, you can spend the night in my room! It’ll definitely open up numerous opportunities to study the rest of your body.”