But despite Luna's rather bold question hanging in the air like a thunderclap, Nyx did not seem bothered in the slightest.
When it came to dealing with her own sister, the words always tangled in her throat and left her flustered beyond measure.
Yet with Luna, her beloved niece, she slipped back into her usual casual, teasing self as easily as breathing.
A playful smile curved her lips as she pointed straight at the younger woman, eyes sparkling with mischief.
"Luna, sweetheart, I don't think you have any right to be accusing us of looking lewd and seductive when you're literally wearing the exact same outfit as me."
She said, voice light and breezy, as though they were simply chatting over tea.
"I mean, just look at you, showing off those beautiful breasts of yours so proudly. I'm guessing the Hero gave that little outfit to you as well, didn't he?"
"It suits you perfectly, by the way. Truly brings out your inner devil"
