Maria remembered the time she didn’t make it back. She kept her slight smile, shrugging it off. “Well, at least they’re just nightmares, right?” She pat her sister’s back.
I-I guess so… —Lucy turned, frowning.— But I don’t wanna lose you, Maria. You’re one of the people that can actually work with me… I don’t think that I would be able to go on for long without you.
“…Th-that’s not true, though.” She kept a slight smile. “You’re my sister, I have to worry about you. Don’t you dare tell me not to worry.”
—Hearing these words come from Maria, Lucy can’t help but so smile like an idiot. It wasn’t that she loved her sister (well, she did of course, but not in the intimate way) but it was nice to hear something like this, especially coming from your own sister. And thus, she received another bear hug.— Thank you.
And I just want you to know that I worry a-about you too… Especially when you go off to rescue the prince by yourself. Sometimes I have nightmares about you not making it back…
“i’d be mad if you hurt my babies…i’ll be nice on you this time!” she pats the green plumber’s hat with a claw.
—Lucy flinches when the paw comes near, and she tenses up when the gentle pat is placed on her head. What? That was it? As much as Lucy wanted to believe her, for some reason, she just couldn’t.— That’s it?
That comment made her happier, but there was also something wrong with it. “Lucy, that’s not true! You’re great at many things!”
Y-Yeah, but I’m not good at many things. Sometimes it seems like you can do it all, Maria. It really does. And sometimes I wonder why I didn’t get those cool genes. I got the leftovers.
B-But you really don’t have to worry about me. I’m comfortable where I am.