[Relax.

If she were feeling better about this, perhaps she would laugh. It wouldn't be a true laugh, of course, but... It never comes, naturally. Why would it? There's nothing amusing about this and Beatrix, for all of the pretending that she's done or has been expected to do, she's not going to insert humour where she can't feel it.

It would be very human to judge her. She wouldn't begrudge him for it either, as she won't begrudge anyone else who does. On the contrary, she will simply accept it. What would be the point, after all. Anyone who makes their judgement will have already done so. She can't affect free will.

...Although it seems such a thing will not be necessary where Diluc is concerned. Her head tilts somewhat uncertainly as she takes him in, transparently not sure how to respond to him. Clearing her throat, she shakes her head slowly.]

I would not have blamed you if you did. On the contrary, I would expect that of anyone who knows me. It may be easier to accept judgement as opposed to any of the alternatives.

[punish her ponytail daddy Perhaps she handles punishment better than kindness. There may be no 'perhaps' about it.]