"I know you are sorry, little one.", The Commander led their tearful fledgling to his often by a gentle grip around her little hand. She didn't try to tug free, as she had when they had started doing this routine when it came to redirecting wrongdoings, the little one had learned that struggling against it gained her more time in the dreaded corner. "But we told you about hitting people unsolicited."
"But he hit me first! You said I could get back if they hit me first!"
"Yes, but it was surely an accident, he even apologized after.", he opened the door to his office and guided her in first, "You did not have to punch him."
"You're not being fair!" she tugged her hand from his, crossed her little arms over her chest, and glared up at him with darkened eyes, "You said I could!"
"Only when they do it with ill intent, Akeelah, you know this."
She only huffed and said no more in return, choosing to glare up at him angrily instead, to convey her anger at him in silence rather then protest verbally. He had to resist the urge to smile at her stubbornness, it was a quality that amused him to no end, and perhaps always would.
The Archangel followed her lead and stepped around her to sit at his desk, trusting Nisroc to handle things in the training field until they returned, he sat in his chair and leaned back watching her in the same silence she watched him in.
"The longer you fight me on it will result in longer the time you stand there."
"But Mik—"
"Akeelah."
The older archangel never played fair, he didn't get mad like the others, he didn't scold, he didn't yell. He could portray his disappointment in a single tone to speak her name in, and it hurt more then any scolding she could ever receive, and she's received quite a few.
Instead of arguing the point further, she stepped around to stand in the aforementioned corner, he let her stand there for a little over five minutes before standing from his desk and walking for the door again.
He held his hand out to her, "Come little one, you are through, we shall go an apologize too.", she nodded, running over to take his hand, tugging on it slightly until he bent at the knee and let her jump onto his back.
"You are truly more trouble then you are worth."
"You love me."
"More then you know."