Rylee wasn't sure whether to laugh or not at Nathan's comment. His words were all to true. "Mm' wouldn't that be something. Where would they hold the detention, the Great Hall? Or our on the Pitch?" There was a hint of a smirk tugging at her lips just then at the thought of it. It was slightly amusing in all honesty. What was next, getting in trouble for coughing during a lesson?

Clasping her hands together in front of her and rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet, she looked up at him. "Some of it I don't mind. Like the running. It keeps me in shape." Not to mention it was something she had done anyhow. "The rest of it though needs to stop. Telling me I can't use glitter... really? I. Like. Glitter." Rylee was practically seething inside that she couldn't use glitter or wear jewelry AND don't even get her started on the rest of those rules.

"Mhmm," she hummed. There was nothing to worry about.