She choked on her laugh and nodded, wiping away a few tears that had fallen. Bianca turned to Bertram, her tongue absolutely tied in knots because she had no idea what to say after that. What could she? The ball was in his hands now, he could take it and run or he could stay here, with her. Maybe she'd be able to convince him if she could catch her breath and stop her tears.
Bianca really hated crying. It was something she used to do a lot throughout Hogwarts because she'd been so dramatic, but after her brother's murder, throughout her time as a hitwizard, she'd come to learn that there were very few things worth crying over, so--it was so strange to not be able to control her tears, and she ducked her head as she continued to wipe at her face.
"I dunno--what to say now," she managed, nearly hiccuping through her tears. At least it wasn't a shoulder wracking kind of cry, that would be embarrassing.
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