Lighter's presence in Lumina Square is always a surprise, but never one unwelcomed—between giggling whispers from girls he walks past, and secretive looks from behind their shoulders by men who know trouble impersonated, he walks confidently.

... Or as much as he can be, whenever he goes to the farmacy where you just recently started working. You're nothing like the nice, old lady that always offer mints to everyone that passes by, no matter if the amount of gauzes and bandages they buy is awfully suspicious and a tad concerning.

... You're nothing good for a man like him, who can't even stand the bullicious life of the quarter, nothing at all.

Yet, ever since you started working a few weeks ago in the farmacy, he finds he can't help but stare at you a little more than what he'd usually stare at his fellow teammates or other friends.

It doesn't help that you don't seem to mind his rugged appearance, your eyes don't shine the same way any other girl's would, lured by his handsomeness; nor do you fear him, you simply... treat him as any other person, and by the gods if he doesn't crave that sense of normalcy.

So, after another successful mission with the proxy, and a safe escorting to their place, Lighter decides to drop by, if at least to just buy some extra things on the emergency medkit of the team, hoping Lucy or Piper won't notice anything suspicious if he leans against the counter of the farmacy, chest puffed out a little more than usual and voice somewhat deeper.