There he was. Part of her wanted to punch him in the face for being late but the more dominate part of her personality felt relief that he had made it out. It help a little that her gloves had hit him too. Although what little help the sight had been was gone with his cheeky statement as he returned her gloves to her. "I threw them away for a reason," she snapped warily as her wand hand twitched. Surely an indication to Jesus what her next move would be if he did not remove those from her sight immediately.

"Ryan. They used Ryan," she somehow gritted out through a rare display of vulnerability in her grey eyes. But the weakness was gone almost as quickly as she had revealed it, overshadowed by a fury that burned there. It was like some nightmarish dystopian situation. The lives of innocents put on display for the entertainment of others and at the expense of their own sanity. While the Ministry officials may Obliviate Ryan after this (something she loathed the thought of but the alternative of him remembering all this was even a worse bed to make) it did little to quell her anger.

Anger that she could now see so clearly reflected in the body language Kyle worse as he approached and somehow she just knew who they had used for his task (just as she was sure she knew who they had used for Jesus). She threw him a sympathetic look just as Jesus was taking her hand and placing another of his in its palm. A sweet gesture to be sure, but it was far from the sort of comfort she sought right now."What good is your candy in all of this? What the hell will it fix? Nothing." she sneered while throwing it to the ground, somehow hoping that her poor attitude would continue to take over her weakness and mask the tears so vividly forming in her eyes. Only they betrayed her and droplets of raw emotion tickled down her cheeks.

She did not spot Aurora (her attention elsewhere) but even this snow queen would have felt sympathy for her as well.