off to the principal's office

ZARIAH I don't give a damn 'bout my bad reputation Zariah remained silent for a time, considering Weaver's words and her own carefully. She was clearly more of a see it to believe it sort rather than one who walked on blind faith. A pity but something easily rectified. She leaned back in her chair, eyes still locked on Weaver like a lioness eyeing up her prey. "So your insecurity with the lesson lies with your inability to trust in power you have not seen demonstrated, and to rectify that, a show of power is what you'd require?" she said, no judgement in her tone. This was merely what she had heard, parroting it back to ensure she understood Weaver's qualms and what could be done to assuage them.