Chili huffed. She knew. She knew that sorry meant jack shit, and she made that 100% obvious with the way she glared at Celes.

But then, she turned to Cress, redirecting her eye contact. "I'm sorry," she replied back, but kept her eyes on Cress rather than Celes. She planted her hands on her hips, like the problem was fixed and Cress could just leave Celes now. Because this wasn't gonna fly with Chili.