Varius let her rant on, his head down in sheer disappointment and sadness. Not only had he produced the damned horrid thing, but he had went to all the hassle to TOUCH it to remove it and that hadn't even worked. He began sobbing again. What a disaster!

He noted a hint of surprise run along Daphne's face however, as she began tugging at the bow again. "Is it coming off? Is it loosening?" he would have tried to help her rip it from her head again, had it not been for the exposure therapy not working whatsoever and Varius refusing to go near the darn thing ever again.