"[color=f6989d]Once. For a while,[/color]" Charlotte smiled weakly up towards Ally, the Witch still looking glum in spite of the wondrous nature of making a huge pile of sugary stuff and the joy that such a thing [i]ought[/i] to bring. Being called magical, well, it was [i]correct[/i], but it conjured up all sorts of rather unpleasant thoughts along with it. She could feel something deep inside of her growing just that little bit darker. Charlotte slumped down, sitting now on the pile of food. That nagging thought that something wasn't right kept gnawing away.

 "[color=f6989d]Help yourself, please, Ally,[/color]" she sounded a little distracted as she made the offer to share, but then suddenly looked straight back up to Ally from atop her pile of food, "[color=f6989d][i]Ally.[/i] That's a good name, for someone who works with others, right? You should have some sweets. There's probably something good in here.[/color]"

 Charlotte fished out a candied cherry from the pile from underneath her and crammed it into her mouth. It seemed to give her no satisfaction whatsoever, though after a second or two of chewing on it, Charlotte put on a little smile. Sharing is caring, after all. and nobody was going to eat shared sugary things that didn't make you smile. It was quite clearly a forced, rather desperate sort of smile, but hopefully it'd be enough to convince Ally to take some of the candies, or the cake, or the pastries, or any of it. Sharing is caring, after all, and perhaps one good deed, even done with a little bit of prompting from Driver would go some way to fixing this problem. There was no way to stop this descent, Charlotte knew, but perhaps she could slow her fall for just a little while longer.