—then shakes his head, refocuses—he's not much good at being nice, but after a moment's thought he at least comes up with:

"...do you want a hug?"

"Well, well - that's not how it goes, you know, that's not how it goes at all, but one must adapt to inspiration on occasion. You'd better be here for this, though, Princess Tutu, you don't want another minor character to come and upstage you."

"...yes," says the girl, after a moment's thought, and suddenly the room is bathed in light. Serafin is in the middle, the woman who danced with him before is off to one side, not quite where Duck was standing earlier, and in front of him is another ghostly person. This one is shaped like a girl, and instead of being red, the girl is bathed in golden light.

"I've been alone here for so long," says the girl. "And you have been, too. But none of us will have to be alone anymore; I'll illuminate your dancing for the rest of your life."

...they can discuss the kidnapping aspect of this situation later. Right now he is going to hug this ghost candle.

The lamp girl is delighted to be hugged! She hugs him back.

Aww.

The lamp girl is so happy!!

"It will be wonderful like this now, forever. We'll never have to be apart."

"...I mean, if you don't want me to let go of you, I won't, but, uh... can you maybe come upstairs with us? I don't know how being a lamp ghost works."

"No," says the lamp girl, and the lights wink out. Only for a moment, though - a moment later he's surrounded by a series of wispy candle flames, though the lamp girl isn't there anymore. "If we went outside, you might forget about me, like the others did."

"—hey, where'd you go—?"

And now there's more light; if he looks up he can see the the girl part of the lamp spirit high above him. Her golden dress dissolves into the air, turning into rays of golden light. "If you stay here forever, you'll never need to be alone again."

"I actually wasn't having that problem to begin with, but you seem like you are. Do you maybe want another hug. I'm sorry I scared you by asking about going upstairs."

The lamp girl seems undecided.

"Who forgot about you?" asks Tutu, speaking up for the first time. She offers the lamp her hand, insofar as that's possible from this position. "Will you dance with me?"

"You dance," says the lamp girl, more happily. "And I will illuminate your steps."

Aww. Serafin smiles at them both.

So she dances. A different dance than the last one, or at least not quite the same - despite their circumstances, this one is happy, almost joyful, communicating a sort of relentless optimism. 

"Your light is lovely," says Tutu. "But why are you shutting people away in the darkness?"

"All I want is to shine for someone, to bathe them in warm and tender light. But the people who were precious to me - they've forgotten about me. I suppose they never needed me at all. But you do, now, so I can shine for you forever."

"Um," says Serafin. "Is there like... food down here. Because if not, this isn't going to be much of a forever."

"Yes. You can't keep people locked up forever. I'm sure that many people would be glad to dance in your warm light; you don't need to force your warmth on anyone. That will only bring them pain."

The lamp spirit comes down from the ceiling and decides to go back to hugging Serafin.

"I'm sorry," she says. "I didn't mean to hurt anyone."

Awwwwww. He hugs the lamp. She's a very huggable lamp.

"I'm fine, see? It'll be okay. The magical ballet princess is good at this."

Hugs!

"Will you stay with me, if we go upstairs?"

"Of course. I promise."

"OK," says the lamp spirit, softly. 

"There was someone else here," says Princess Tutu.

The lamp girl nods, motioning to a set of boxes where Mytho is sleeping, curled up around an ordinary oil lamp. "I thought he might be cold."

"That was thoughtful," says Princess Tutu. "Will you return the shard of his heart?"

"Yes," says the lamp girl. "If you promise not to forget."