He quickly bounced over to his side and made a mighty hop into her lap, then another up onto the table, turning to face her. She hadn't even noticed his presence, hindlegs crossed over each other, with a forehoof over her mouth as pinprick eyes stared at the letter. Her mane had become a frazzled mess, make-up running down her cheeks in thin, black streaks, growing longer with every fresh wash of tears that spilled down from her eyes. Angel's ears splayed back, matching Fluttershy's own as he looked on in horror, before slowly looking over to the letter in her hoof. He slowly walked over to a spot just in front of her, not obscuring his sight, then took a look over the letter.