[i]I'm sorry... I'm so sorry...[/i] Ramia stared after Belle and closed her eyes. "I suggest you find a way to either remove the virus or at the very least make it completely harmless." There was not even a small hint of her statement being in any way a 'suggestion', it was still a direct order. The dark haired woman shook her head, opened her eyes and headed towards the storage area where the Guardian was kept.

[i]I only tried to help her... I did my best...[/i] Ramia leaned her head against the cold metal that composed the Guardian's leg. "Damnit..." She mumbled to herself and again closed her eyes. "Damnit.." She slumped down to the floor with her back against the metal of the Flight Suit. Few tears found their way from the side of her right eye to her cheek. The fingers of her bionic arm clinched to a fist and slammed against the floor. "...I'm sorry."