*Princess Celestia stops welding, lifts her protective mask, and looks to Heart tips with an expression bordering between blank and shocked. It was almost as if she had not fully processed that he was there. Without another word she looks to the walls and start laying concrete blocks in front of her windows.
Perhaps encouraging her in this state was a bad idea.*
Heart was blinking, before shaking his head. He had well and truly broken the Princess of the Sun.
And they aren’t exactly available by mail-order. “Buy your own Goddess of the Sun for just fifteen payments of 25 bits!” He frowned, trying to hold his composure at the mental image he had managed to give himself involving Celestia and a mailbox.
No, Heart! Focus!
He sighed, before gently speaking.
"Please calm down, Princess."
He never said Princess; hopefully it’d jolt her out of it.
*As the word “Princess” leaves Heart’s lips, Celestia flinches to a dead stop. Though it’s the word “calm” that suddenly sets her off. Abandoning her construction project, she spins around and looks to heart in frustrated and panicked confusion, all the while aimlessly advancing in his general direction.*
“Calm? How can I remain calm after what has happened? How can I ever be calm ever again? Nopony was meant to read those letters, not one! They were just thoughts of mine, fleeting flights of fancy, a sort of extended diary of sorts. They weren’t meant for you, her, or any of them!”
*She collapses down on the floor in front of Heart Tips, tears starting to run from her royal light magenta eyes.*
"Oh so many of my closest and most personal thoughts exposed to the cold and unforgiving world. My privacy lost in one fatal act of folly, my secret feelings laid bare for so many to read. My heart has been opened in the public square, never to be closed again, and all because I slipped the wrong scroll into the mail bin."
*She lowers her head to the floor and lets the tears flow freely.*
"I feel so very naked, so very lost, so unbelievably vulnerable as I never have before. To think who else might have paid a passing glance to that page and gleaned some precious information not meant for their curious eyes. To think that you have read so much I never intended you to see. All the worse that this damage can never be undone."
*Her ears pinned back to her head as she took to staring past the floor and right into eternity itself. In one movement she slips off her shoes and covers her eyes with her exposed forehooves.*
"I dare not dwell on what you think of me now, all of you. I dare not even consider how this has damaged my carefully crafted public image, or how our friendship has been diminished. I will need to run to a far distant land, escape to a place where not even the wisest among the people would know my name. I will need to start again."