[Ruby surveys the area and notes that there aren't any more plants here for her to deal with.

Then she turns and gives a polite little bow and curtsey to her witch.]

This area has been cleared of nuisances, yes.

[And then she raises a hand for Ange to take if she wishes. Her tone, her movements. They all lack a sense of "Ruby" to them. Like she's simply filling a role that needed to be played.]

I would be honored to have tea with you, my witch.

I'll lead the way back to your seat, if you'd like.