Their eyes meet for a moment, and Rita looks away with a sigh, leaning her wings back against the bookshelf.

"I know," she says simply. "If you still had the capacity for that sort of thing in you, I would've seen it already." Either in Portland, when they were defeated by the Rose Queen's forces, or when they struggled against the Winter Court... or during the Hunt, when Rita nearly killed Yuya, or after it, when he was barely holding it together, seeing how much his friends had suffered...

"I know exactly what kind of idiot you are, and it sure as hell isn't that kind."