Lumi's lower lip puffed out in an exaggerated pout. "Hmph. You're always running off, never giving your poor mothers enough time to smother you with love…"
Miri followed with a glare, her soft hands cupping my cheeks. "You say pleasures will come after work, but what if your poor mothers wither and perish from neglect before then?"
They both leaned in with theatrical devastation.
"Do you want that, Quinnie? Do you want to be known across the stars as the boy who abandoned his sweet, loving, beautiful, soft mothers?" Lumi whimpered, clutching her chest like she'd just been mortally wounded.
I stared at the dramatic pair blankly, unimpressed. I started with Luminara, the more guilty of the two.
