"Maybe someday," Ruby offers, hopeful, but not necessarily buying her own optimism there as her mouth quirks with amusement. "I'm sure they'll be fine. Sometimes people surprise you."
Though her tone suggests that she knows full well what it is to have friends who most certainly do not surprise you when it comes to matters of the creature comforts.

Ah. Aha. Ruby's smile turns awkward. "You thought I meant Snow White and Prince Charming? Possibly because I did. Do. She's Snow White and she nicknamed him 'Charming' the first time they met to be obnoxious. It's a whole story." A story she has heard far too many times, and she misses them and right now she's sort of mad at them, and she's just going to gloss over it a little.

"Disease is..." Disease is a terrible way of thinking about it, painful, and the unhappiness at the comparison isn't entirely easy her for her hide, smile fading and giving way yo something more serious. "I don't know. A disease seems like it takes away. And I guess the Wolf has taken certain things from me, but if it'd been handled differently then it needn't have at all. To me, I think spellwork is more like the disease. Or a parasite. The wizard too some of my Granny's memories in exchange for making my enchanted cloak, for example."