I wish you hadn't asked me here to apologize. I wish you had asked me here because you just wanted to get to know me.

[A deep sigh. The cakes look...rather unappealing, given the strife. Given the sad look in Minako's eyes. A look that leaves Angela with a pit in her stomach, feeling something like a cruel monster. She looks like Minato.]

But I get it. People are complicated. Relationships are complicated. Deciding what to do...

[She takes a small spoon, digging into one of the samplers delicately.]

I am becoming more rigid day by day, Minako. It is very sad to experience. You had every right to speak your mind. I merely...cannot help hurting. [She takes the bit of cake into her mouth, swallowing it before her lips tremble slightly.]

I said cruel things to you a moment ago. You did no such thing to me. All you did was express kindness and concern. I selfishly allowed myself to...

[This whole thing becoming the disaster it has so quickly really hammers home for her the state that she's in, that she's allowed herself to deteriorate so greatly and perhaps, irreparably. This person isn't someone that she likes. None of this, she likes. She's gone bad. Rotten. No good as a friend, no good as a sister, no good for Minato.]

I'm sorry.

[She pushes the sample she tasted towards Minako, looking away with shimmering, wet eyes.]

This one is good...