"Sooo… you're telling me you've got, like, a second personality hiding in there?" Cassandra tilted her head, asking curiously.
Lyra's fingers twitched as she lowered her gaze.
"…I-It seems so," she admitted with a slight nod.
Gray, standing just off to the side, froze.
A bead of sweat slid down his temple.
'…Oh, hell no.'
'If she really has two personalities…' His frown deepened. '…does that mean I have to seduce two Lyras?!'
'And wait—if one personality can peek at what the other's doing… doesn't that mean they'll both know I'm trying to seduce them?!'
[Why are you suddenly so quiet?]
'WHY WOULDN'T I BE?!' Gray snapped inwardly.
'My whole plan was to slowly reel Lyra in under the pretense of being her 'trustworthy friend.' Slow burn, subtle… flawless! But now?! Now it's screwed! Her other personality could be some unhinged, knife-happy psycho!'
He gritted his teeth.
'I mean, did you even see that?! She went straight for Cassandra's throat without hesitation!'
