Still not saying anything, Cela reached her hand out and gave Raiden's a quick squeeze before letting go again. Her head still held high, she had no intention of apologising or rubbing at the bruises she'd earned herself when Professor Lafay had magically managed to avoid her spell and her tackle despite Cela having the element of surprise. Well at least her conjured ropes hadn't got Cela. Lafay might be fast but her aim hadn't been all that good.

Celandine probably would have lost it had she ended up tied up. Even the thought of it made panic rise along with memories that were still too fresh. She wasn't sure what to expect, but she was resigned to it and determined not to back down.