Well, things really do never change. Gently guiding Rosie along to take a seat somewhere comfortable, Angeal raises an eyebrow. "Alright, what are we apologizing for now?" he asks. "Because last I checked, you were the one that just got caught in the reside blast of the latest local problem. Nothing about that is your fault."

Kneeling down in front of her, he does a quick check to make sure she's not bruised or hurt herself in any other way. Never know what little thing happen when you go into a psychic-induced stupor.

"And if it's the memory, then you know that talk ended well enough."