“Or maybe my bubble powers have finally transformed into a cooler power… how to read minds,” she joked with a playful grin. It was almost cool enough to rival his power last term. Her eyes flicked back to Yumeki who had just commented on her new hair colour. “Thanks. I just did it this morning before breakfast. Colour charms are the coolest. I could be blonde in the morning and then back to my original colour before bed. Blonde… It’s pretty right?” she asked as she looked to Yumeki and Daniel for a comment. Then her eyes flicked back to Yumeki who was still stuck or rubbing his head. She was about to offer assistance but Daniel began speaking about it again about the train and V and hugs.

Oh Daniel. This poor, sweet, summer child. He could not warn her about a love potion but didn’t know how to break down the meaning of a hug… How could she break this it to him? She bit her lip momentarily. A hug can have a multitude of meanings… Like hugs… The Nam family was big on hugs. Her father had always been a proponent of hugs so Lisa was a hugger. “Well… A handshake or a nod may be good for classmates or acquaintances or business partners. A hug is for someone who’s a friend or more than a friend. Like if you got me a Christmas present and I loved it, I’d hug you and thank you because we’re really, really good friends. Some cultures are more huggy. Other cultures may thank people by giving them a kiss on the cheek,” she mentioned, searching for a reaction about the kiss on the cheek. “Or kissing someone on the cheek like that could be a way to send a signal to someone or attempt it like… you like them and are testing the waters or something.”

Lisa paused. “Did the hug make you feel weeeeeeird?” she asked before glancing down at her hands and shrugging. Ah. The love potion. That had made her feel weird around him. She remembered fleeting moments from it… or maybe that was a dream? “It’s fine. At least it wore off… I’m sure it was rather memorable… I hope.”

“Yumeki always conserves his power…” she quietly added as she eyed the wax feathers. They were heavier than normal feathers because of their composition. She picked up a wax feather and ran her finger over it. She liked the smooth surface, the intricate detail. “Daniel, these are really good… Have you ever thought about setting up a side business here? I think these could be quite popular.”