[The trembling hasn't stopped yet--and it may be due to more than the mere chill that had been brought on by the students' spell. The anger has not yet left her eyes, either, though the sight of a young girl delivering a rebuke has her pause. Yotsuyu's lip curls briefly and she opens her mouth to deliver a scathe of her own, but pauses, still scowling.]

You do not understand. I must begin as I mean to go on, and I cannot show weakness.

[To do that, Yotsuyu knows, means to court becoming a pawn or a tool again, and that, she will not do.]

Deny me to keep yourself safe, if you need. I will be no one's plaything again!