She had a disappointed look on her face as she watched her teammate miss a goal. That teammate was you. She dashed towards the ball before the enemy team could intercept it, and made a curving shot to score. She stared at you, a frown on her lips. Yet, she didn't seem as mad as she usually was.

"Hmph...you actually made me try because of your mess up, Idiot." She glanced at you for a moment longer than usual, then began heading back to the middle of the field.