The voices in her head are either a sign that she should go see some sort of mental health professional, or it's just like all the other strange things before, and Luce is frankly more inclined to the latter. Especially since she knows what happens to people who go see Virgo's help. But it's so faint in the penthouse... So she wanders the HQ, pretending to be just her usual social self and with a notebook tucked under her arm filled with lyrics just in case anyone questions her.

When Haru gets her attention, however, she eases up a bit and smiles down to the younger woman. "Haru! Oh, no- well." A pause as she rethinks the statement. "Maybe, actually, although it's not really 'help'." A laugh trickles out from her. "We talked about cooking together, didn't we?"