For someone who lived her life along the blade's edge, constantly seeking improvement through the shedding of blood, duel after duel even before death finally claimed her and she became a Heroic Spirit...Musashi's senses are tuned towards changes in others. A shifting in the mood that might foretell blades will be drawn; it's a wariness she keeps even as a Berserker, because it's a sense she honed all her life. Lucy isn't going to draw a blade on her, since she's not carrying one (at least not that Musashi can see, but if she's a cyborg, who can say? She's read some cyberpunk to pass the time), but despite her playful words for a moment there's...a tension there. Something in her eyes. For a moment, Musashi wonders if she'll pull away.

Instead, Lucy does the opposite, taking the invitation and getting right up against her, which is not unwelcome in the slightest. In fact, with the Verve, it feels amazing, as does Lucy's whispering in her ear. It's not often she can say she feels weak in the knees, but that...that does the trick nicely.

And perhaps dulls that sense of hers because her feeling of that tension...fades.

"Ohhh? I'll enjoy finding out." She replies, returning the favour. "No lies, promise. They said our powers will come back before too long. I can show you for real then, if you like." Though...if her powers do come back, will that mean her need for mana will as well? Might be easier to handle here, if magic is accepted and common-place, and not a closely guarded secret known only to a hidden society. "If you'll show me all the cool things you can do with your cyberware, ne?"