In one swift, fluid movement, Naomi was up. She might have wobbled for a split second, but she grounded herself by planting her hands on the car's hood, and raised her head to stare at him. There was anger in that gaze, blazing fury-- and just a trace of panic.

"You're going back, just like that? You make one mistake-- one-- and that's it? It took me four years to realize my own mistakes, and it might have been easier to ask for another supervisor, but I kept going! I was scared I'd be hated if I kept standing up for myself, but I didn't give up! Jolt-san, I trust you, and there are worse mistakes to make than diving in to help a friend! I'm just fine with believing in you, even if you aren't! If you really want to go back, then fine, but then why did you come here in the first place??"