His ears lower as she speaks, wings drooping a bit. But there's something good to be taken from that, something admirable, as horrible as it is. "You really are an angel."

Bertie's known it, of course, he's talked about God with Hayate briefly, seen her do good works, but there are somethings that just strike at the core of a chap, and that's one of them. He leans forward to wrap her in another hug. "Nephenee put up some sort of shrine for ponies - people - who'd passed that she knew, and others, too. I don't suppose you could put something up for Ms. Marion? That way you could still bring her flowers."