Despite all of the not-so-subtle warnings, Cadet Lucky Lightfoot ventured to the pool after Krynienne finally let him go despite her strong desire to keep him on the back of a patrol cycle unit Zeph said to let him go before the food got cold. She could see the potential for him to become one of the best cycle pilots Nephilim Enforcement had. He could even potentially moonlight as a pro racer.
His mind was far too preoccupied with thoughts of the image that he had carefully placed in his pocket. He could barely bring himself to look at it after she handed it to him with a mischievous smirk on her face, but one glance was enough to make his heart pound in his chest and lude thoughts he knew he shouldn't have to fill his head.
