With a deftness that speaks volume of who she is, or what she is.   As her hand that holds Honey in place.   While she ignores the sharp pain of being scratched in such a deep way by the frantic woman.    Daio's fingers would subtly and quickly slip and she pinch the pressure nerve  in Honey's neck.   Rendering her unconscious.  So that she would fall face forward into the tub.  The water splashing up.<br/><br/>With a speed, her right hand strikes down in the water behind Honey's face plunging into it.   Grabbing a hold of the girls hair and yanking her head out of the water.<br/><br/>Blood is seen trickling down Daio's thighs from the deep scratches just recently rendered.    Her eyes remain locked on Walters all through this.<em>"Stop please I beg, she cannot feel it any more.  Your right, I do care.  You have proved your point.  I was wrong."</em>Tears have begun to roll down her cheeks.   As she spoke, and seem to gain strength in her shedding them even after she finished speaking.   Your smart enough and any other that has combat training.  To realize she is not taken any posture for attack.   As it can be seen you have pierced into her soul.  Gotten past her aura of discipline.