[Lucchan. She can't help raising an amused eyebrow at the nickname, though it's not unwelcome. She would never admit it aloud, but it feels nice to have nicknames; it makes her feel accepted.]
Sorry, but--
[Her Chroma meter starts beeping and she can feel a haze beginning to form in her mind. One glance at her device shows her Chroma falling lower, the plant's earlier contact with her beginning to take its toll.]
I [She sways a little.] I don't think I can keep them up anymore anyway. That vine...
[Fortunately for Tamaki, the vectors disappear. On the other hand, Lucy's looking very pale herself now and continues to sway.]
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Sorry, but--
[Her Chroma meter starts beeping and she can feel a haze beginning to form in her mind. One glance at her device shows her Chroma falling lower, the plant's earlier contact with her beginning to take its toll.]
I [She sways a little.] I don't think I can keep them up anymore anyway. That vine...
[Fortunately for Tamaki, the vectors disappear. On the other hand, Lucy's looking very pale herself now and continues to sway.]