As one might expect, Tzirret's mostly directionless stammering did little to dissuade Ma'tanza from her opinions. He was not combative, and did not try to justify his words, but neither did he give any real explanation. As such, her expression remained quite cross. She stood with her arms crossed over her chest, and a persistant sneer. 

"You are sorry? That is easy to say, because you don't have to put any meaning behind it. Were you going to tell Ma'tanza this, or were you going to walk into that fight without giving her the same chance to talk that she gave to you? It's not even the fact that you want to join the fight; Ma'tanza might have accepted that. It's that you didn't tell her that you could possibly get out of it. You say it wasn't 'like that'; then what was it like? What made you want to lie to Ma'tanza?" She asked in a tone that was shifting more towards disappointment than anger.