"Ah, no," Luce corrects, the flush in her cheeks equally a bit of embarrassment and a lot of pride. "She's my girlfriend," she says, utterly delighted to be announcing it. Honestly, she'd be happy to stand up on a rooftop and shout it for everyone in the world to hear if she got her way, but telling one person at a time works too. "Going on about four months, now, she and I."