There was nothing she could say as she tried to swallow back her tears and control herself. Where was her lounge? Her magic wasn't even working right in her distress. Any minute now she'd be a cat, surely.
So Rarity nodded very slightly, then more and more as she started to cry. A crying bobble-head. Her hand held Jason's tightly as she got up very slowly by now, her knees hardly willing to hold her weight.