"That is… Exactly what I am."
Cecelia narrowed her eyes with a mixture of anger and annoyance.
"Are you taking me for a fool?"
"…"
"I guess it's true what the rumours say… You really do look down on everyone around you!"
Cecelia's lips curved into a scowl.
"Being as gifted as you are, you must also look down on me. You claim to have done this for the mission, but in truth… It was just to satiate your own ego, wasn't it?"
"…"
"…You won't even deny it."
Cecelia shoved the bucket of water back at Blaine.
"If the only reason you went so far as to protect me… Was so that you could enjoy some fantasy of saving a 'damsel in distress', you might as well leave me. I would much rather die."
Without waiting for a response, Cecelia angrily turned away from Blaine.
Too full of rage, Cecelia no longer had any desire to keep up her one-sided conversation with the auburn-haired youth.