[ There's a knowing look in Ange's eyes - and a faint roll of her eyes, since it's certainly not the first time she's seen or heard of that particular man acting like a total idiot. A small 'hmm' of confirmation, and then she continues with: ]

There's a reason I don't often make public announcements. [ Because it drags all the idiots out of the mud, clearly - though Ange can understand why Luna didn't have much of a choice this time. The other is kind enough that she knows that of course Luna would want to apologize for what happened last month, even if it's not like she had much of a choice in transforming into that beast.

Which is something Ange likes to think most people would know in this place, which is why she just feels exasperated at how hard that guy came at her for it. ]

I hope it isn't stressing you out even further. It's not worth it.

[ She moves closer, putting the thermos down on the most nearby table or counter, and then conjures up two cups that emerge from a cluster of golden-- well, usually it's butterflies, but for some reason today it's ladybugs, making Ange's nose wrinkle in a near-pout, though she doesn't remark on it. ]

Want some tea?