"No, my dear. I was only trying to make you see." Since she seems to be regaining her senses, Yotsuyu snaps her fan shut and secrets it in the sleeve of her robe, her defensive stance turning to one of concern. It wasn't confusion she was trying to foment, but clarity. Nor did she mean to sound patronizing, but she didn't know the girl's name. So she was still trying to be soothing.

The call for clarity seems to have worked, however. "I am not certain what happened to you, but you were attacking all and sundry in the halls, here, until I stepped in. Are you all right?"

Because no one else was there but the two of them, now. At least no one had run off to call a teacher to break it up--though if anyone had, Yotsuyu would have firmly defended this girl in saying that she hadn't been in her proper senses, and perhaps a story would come out.

"I would like to know where you were before this--I doubt anyone takes leave of their senses willingly, but you were...not yourself."

She isn't much of a diplomat, truthfully, but she is trying. Nor did Yotsuyu think that this girl was the type to randomly brawl in the halls--certainly they would have been warned of someone like that, having been there for a month.