Delilah very obviously winced at a few of her classmates' responses. Mainly one of the Slytherin girls (Granger Danger) who had probably just earned herself a crucio. She literally didn't think she could manage to watch that happen again. She, herself, had earned a second squint, which was a mild reaction compared to what some of the others had suffered through.

...like Ashley, for example. Delilah very lightly gasped and squished her eyes shut as the man held one of her only Hogwarts friends at wandpoint. She cried on the inside, but definitely not on the outside. She wanted more than anything to help her friend. OKAY, OKAY. ENOUGH. She would talk!

"I...I agree with Nem," she said, her voice starting out weakly but growing stronger as she drew from a bravery deep inside her soul. She even managed to look the man in the eye as she spoke. "We shouldn't tolerate muggles, because they don't tolerate us. To them, having magic is evil, and they've punished our kind for it." She paused and blinked back a few tears. "We solve the problem by storming their society in the same way our castle was stormed. We use our power, and we instill a fear in them."

I'm sorry! I'm sorry to all my friends at the orphange! I'm sorry to every muggleborn at the castle! I'm sorry to myself for betraying my true, inner nature!