[A whine, wordless this time.] It's not like we came to actually go to class...!

[SHE'S TORTURED. A pout.] Besides, I'm really good at illusions already, I don't need a class! [Still draped over Natsuki, she lifts one hand and wiggles her fingers. Soft, bubbly hearts in warm colors float up from her hand and disappear after a few seconds much like the sparkles.]