Everyone just...stared at Abigaille.
Mouths slightly open. Eyes wide. Even Evangeline, usually composed to the point of apathy, had a hand over her brow as if massaging away the sheer absurdity of what she'd just heard.
Abigaille blinked, looking around at the circle of stunned faces, her nerves starting to fray.
"W-What? Did I say something strange?"
Nina was the first to recover, rubbing the back of her neck with a crooked grin.
"Strange? I mean...kind of. You didn't really need divine intervention for that, Abi. That's, uh...usually something people just do on their own."
"Yeah, exactly." Camilla folded her arms, smirking. "You didn't need to wish for it. Just drag him into the bedroom, and voilà, nature does the rest."
Bella and Olivia nodded rapidly, both blushing but clearly agreeing.
But to their surprise, Abigaille groaned, burying her face in her hands.
