She laughs a little, straightening up in the water simultaneously so she can test how far it might be to the bottom -- a foot or so, she thinks. Treading water isn't too difficult, as she's pretty athletic, and if it gets tiring, she'll just back float.

"Well, at least we know who to blame."

She is more considering, after a moment. "I can't really blame her, though. Love makes people do crazy things."

...as well she knows. After all, she'd split the country and tracked down her prince. It didn't work out, and he put her up on a pedestal so high she couldn't possibly get down without hurting herself, which is about how it went, but she doesn't necessarily regret the relationship. Ruby supposes that's not much of a fairy tale.