"For a genius, luck is immaterial."

But they've belabored a point for an unpleasantly unnecessarily long time (a whole thirty seconds, what nerve). Hibiki puts down her teacup and looks at Sunset out of only the corners of her eyes.

Her arrogantly-narrowed eyes. But that's nothing new. She started making this face ten years ago and now it's just. Stuck.

"If you've time to worry, considering your own situation would be best."