[Dr. Dekarios' interjection shouldn't have come as a surprise to her, but when it does happen, Amelia's eyes widen slightly. In all the time she's known him so far, she had never seen him angry before and finds herself at a loss for words as he confronts Dr. Raphael directly.

A foreign type of relief floods the professor's mind, the burden of fighting this battle alone lifted. Even in the face of his own mistakes and the venom being thrown at him, Dr. Dekarios doesn't relent for her sake. She always approached every situation as a conflict to be solved by herself because that was what she expected of herself.

(He keeps extending himself for her and it makes everything what's between that much more difficult to untangle.).

Amelia swallows, composes herself, and sits down with her arms crossed.]

Well, I don't think you can accurately call me a weak link anymore, Dr. Raphael.

[Raphael gives a low and contemplative hum and crosses one leg over his knee.]

"Indeed. You've quite the fortune to have a white knight come to your aid Professor. I almost thought you would try to resolve this all by yourself."

[He was probably counting on it too. But with Gale as witness and the prospect of the chancellor's involvement, it's clear that Raphael's position is starting to teeter towards precarious.

There's little need to drag this out.]

I believe our meeting is done.

[The details of whatever happens next is negligible in the moment. What matters is that she can't be removed so easily.]