[Scorpia's always tried to see the bright side of things, the better possibilities, even when it's hard. But right now, it feels harder than ever. Faced with the idea of her dear friend contemplating something like this... it makes her feel colder than her blood ever could.

She tries to blink back her tears, and she looks towards Ange slowly. She shakes her head in denial.]

N-no... No. It can't be. Ange, tell me, tell me I'm thinking wrong. Please, please tell me you aren't... you weren't... going to... to do that! [She doesn't specify what 'that' is, but her desperate tone may make it as clear as it needs to be.]