More than anything she wanted to yell at the witch that she didn't need any of her deals anymore, not after she clearly remembered how the last one had ended, with her being ripped apart without ever getting a chance at the happiness of miracle she was promised. Ange doubted this 'deal' would be anything better, but.. well, in the end they didn't have much of a choice, right? She could see how Amakusa was standing there almost a bit defensively, yet ready to attack - she knew he would have grabbed his chance already if there was an easy or at least feasible one. If she would refuse, Bernkastel would just have them killed one way or another, so..

"What kind of deal?" The hatred was still thick in her voice though, it was easy to tell Ange didn't trust all of this one bit. She didn't expect much out of the answer either, not right after that witch had already said 'worthless pieces'. What, did she come here just to have some entertainment in seeing the two of them suffer..?