Mary sighed, dropped back onto the bed, and threw her book aside. "That doesn't really matter. You might not be smart, but you're one crafty monster. Looking at Gojo, do you think you should respect him or not?"
Lola smiled. "Depends. Just the fact that you allowed him into our private room, and that Lilia is this relaxed him, means I should trust him as well. But as always, my guard is always up." Lola waved her hand to Gojo as she headed toward Mary's bed.
Lilia stretched her arms. "I won't say I'm relaxed around him. I have to stay careful all the time, or Liliana here would skin me alive." She turned around and looked at Liliana, only to get a disgusted glare back.
"Oh..." Lilia shivered. "Don't look at me like that... it just turns me on." Lilia then jumped to her feet, still dripping from below, and looked at Gojo. "I've decided it; I'll teach you how to dance around the Fates. But I won't guarantee that you'll learn anything."
