Eh? Ah...ahaha...! [right. that. the...the very sort of optics she worried about at the onset. the very sort she...rapidly forgot about as she fell harder for their big, bad boss.

she is trying to laugh it off, but man. it's awkward!]

No, no! No blackmail. I'm in no danger, I assure you. [even if they wanted to, most of those grumpy teenagers wouldn't be able to do her much harm, but that's beside the point.

as for reforming...?]

I...don't think I could get away with that. I mean, I will certainly always offer advice where I can to do better by themselves! But...I can't force anyone to live the way I want them to. [a lesson she's been very humbled to learn again and again, and probably will, for as often as her pride makes it so.

quickly, as her face takes on an embarrassed pink:] That doesn't mean I won't lecture any one of them for cutting people's grocery bags!