[The last thing Ruby had wanted to do was cause Ange some sort of distress. She didn't see anything wrong with what she had said. ...But that was the point wasn't it?

She sees the fear pick up in her precious witch and she quickly moves to try and console her. She doesn't understand why she's apologizing? Why she's rejecting her the way she is. One bloody and one clean hand move to gently shake Ange before hugging her, and if that doesn't work trying to cradle her.]

No, no. You don't have to apologize for anything.

You did nothing wrong.

You gave me the strength to stand again. You built this world for us. You let me serve you faithfully- As your furniture?

[But had she been? Would good furniture have let her witch fallen into such shambles. Her own panic starts to build up. The butterflies start spilling out of Ange's mouth and she's not sure whether she could be clearing them- or shoving them back in as they're a part of Ange's powers.

She settles on clearing them out.]

If anyone has messed up here it's me. You're the golden witch. You're perfect in everyway. If something made you imperfect it's me because I couldn't serve you properly.