"Oh Cash," she felt an unfamiliar sting of tears in the corners of her eyes; Ang couldn't remember the last time she cried. It felt like a lifetime ago. She didn't have reason to. Even when injured she always managed to keep her composure, almost a little to well. "I'm so glad you didn't." Angie sighed softly, still holding on to his face gently.

"I'm staying," she reiterated. "I have an interview at the ministry this week." This might be more imperative than she realized. Angie would move to Hogsmeade if she needed to. Letting go of this flat might be almost as hard as giving up her career, but if anybody was worth it, Cash was. She needed him to realize that. Ang had never loved anyone like she loved Cash and she couldn't stand to see him this way. Maybe that was part of the cowardice she'd avoided for so long, being out of the country. But she'd realized she couldn't lean on that anymore, she needed to be here and keep him here too.

Angie dragged him over to the sofa and curled herself in his lap, tucking her head in the crook of his neck. "I need you here with me, please." Angie couldn't lose both Eli and Cash. If there was a cause to do anything drastic, that would have been in. Nobody would actually miss her anyway, if he was gone.