[She's glad she didn't freak Illya out too much laughing; it was a little mean, but it seemed like the best way to keep the mood up. That particular compliment, though...]

I'm really happy you feel that way, but nope, no future sight here. Just a lot of trial and error, and a lot of pushing myself to do my best no matter what. [A wry expression.] A lot of faking it until I make it.

[The rain keeps her from looking into the sky contemplatively, but it's more than enough to wash away the sound of her sighs.] Sometimes I wish I could do something like that... but maybe it's for the best. [Lisa forces herself to surface from her brief dive into darkness, trying to give Illya a more honest grin.] Hey, if I could see the future, would I even have gone out today?