[b][i]Diamond - Outside the Deli[/i][/b]

To be honest, Diamond did not expect Cobalt to to try and fix this in any way at all. She was surprised he did, and so quickly - so far he struck her as the type that would be silently brooding over his failure. [i]Alright, plus point for you.[/i] the girl thought, stopping to actually listen. She swiveled slightly away as Cobalt yelled his frustration out, but kept a straight face despite thinking it rude and not exactly the proper tone to use when 'trying to fix it'.

She was a little conflicted about the next part. It made her feel a little bad about herself for snapping at Cobalt like she did when he didn't even want the position, and yet she felt justified, hearing as he didn't even paid enough attention to the headmaster himself, missing a rather critical information. Her composure broke when Cobalt asked her if she wanted the leadership, her eyebrows shooting up.

Sighing, Diamond hung her head and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Look... For what it's worth, I'm sorry for snapping at you at public. Maybe a learning point for both of us to have these conversations behind closed doors next time. And no, this isn't a power struggle or some shit like that. I have been relying on only myself right up to starting my studies here. It is... hard to trust someone to make decisions for me. Including the headmaster making one about who's going to be the man making them for me. That doesn't mean I feel qualified to make them for others myself, quite the opposite. But I meant what I said - if you can convince me you have what it takes, I [i]will[/i] follow you to battle regardless of what I might personally think of you, so consider yourself still on the first chance in that area." Diamond explained.

She didn't take the offered hand though. "But as far as personal things go? I'd rather be actually shot at than just stare down the barrel of a gun, even more so when I'm [i]home[/i], wearing bloody pajamas. You don't even realize how lucky you are you managed to scare me frozen. I would have likely hurt you right there on instinct." Diamond said in an angered tone, her arm flying up to Cobalt, and all of a sudden the man had the blade of a jet-black knife pointing at his stomach to prove her point. Dissolving the weapon back into her own shadow, she looked away: "That's nightmare fuel I won't soon forget. So I'm sorry, but I don't feel like being buddies, or even too comfortable being around you if you have that little impulse control." she finished and started walking again.