Zarya stared blankly at the woman as she threatened to bring back a military rule. She wanted very badly to say something, but decided it was best to keep it to herself until she could speak to the woman without others present. She thought that she might feel less inclined to be defensive if she didn't question her in front of all of the other students. To this end, she waited and followed the woman until she instructed them to go through the door and she would meet them on the other side.<br/><br/>She lingered back and once the majority of the others were through, she approached her. "Excuse me, ma'am." she spoke to get her attention, waiting a moment for acknowledgement before speaking. "I would appreciate it I could have a moment of your time." she spoke formally and respectfully, as she had learned from her father. "Forgive me if I am bold for a moment, but I thought this was a school?" she commented in as respectful a manner as possible, bowing her head slightly. Her hands were trembling slightly, from a drop in her blood sugar rather than fear. It was a testament to the fact that she thought it more important to take the time to communicate on behalf of herself and the others, than it was to eat at that very moment. "I don't care about pizza or whatever. I'll eat it if I must, but I don't feel that it is right for us to be treated like juvenile delinquents when we've done nothing wrong, or to watch others be treated as such because they mouth off a little." she went on, again, careful to retain her manners.<br/><br/>"I'm sure you are used to teaching mostly high school students or younger, but from what I've gathered, those of us here right now are legally adults, regardless of whether or not some always act like it. My mother used to tell me that if you want to be treated with respect, then be respectable. Be kind and understanding. If I may, I think that, perhaps, that would be a more successful approach, as opposed to threatening us like we are children." she continued, "Forgive me for presuming, but I'm guessing that your goal here, beyond teaching us magic, is to train us to be respectable adults capable of leading others. We can't become leaders by being forced to blindly follow, never questioning injustice or standing up for ourselves or others. Sure, calling pizza an injustice is a bit of a stretch, but it isn't about the pizza. I don't think it ever was." she finished and let out a sigh, giving a slight bow.<br/><br/>"I don't want you to feel like I'm trying to be disrespectful. I merely think that we will all, yourself included, have a much more pleasant time here if you try to treat us like adults and expect us to act as such, rather than reverting us back to mindless children who have to depend on others for their every need. If you give them the chance, I think that the others will surprise you." she added, giving her a polite but amicable smile. "I apologize for taking up your time. I would just hate to see our time here start off this way, and I fear it will not get any better if there is no real communication. I feel that it is important for us to be able to communicate civilly, regardless of whether or not we always agree." With that she gave the woman another bow, after giving her a chance to say anything she needed to in response, and excused herself to eat, as her vision had begun to darken slightly and she felt incredibly lightheaded, never mind the fact that the shaking in her hands had visibly worsened over the past few minutes.