Clementine:
"So we give you a little bit of respect, and this is what you do, attack our lurkers?" The headmaster muttered, tapping his fingers on the hard surface of the table as he sat across from us.
The four of us had been arrested and brought before the headmaster, while Ian stayed behind, of course, since he hadn't participated in anything.
"I'm so sorry, but it was a nerve impulse," I started, noticing how the headmaster turned to give me a full head-to-toe glance.
"I'm sorry if that upset them, but all we saw was our crusader getting attacked, and it took us back to the north," I mumbled, partly honest, partly lying only because they weren't honest either.
And of course, with a statement like that, it's not as if they could attack us for it. They wanted us to be present for our crusaders. How could they expect us to close our eyes when one of us was being dragged around like that?
