Emerald's initial reaction was as meh as Rebecca could have expected, though something about the older woman's wording left her feeling insulted. It was just sex; it was not something so dirty that they ruined an entire jet plane.

Rebecca did not anticipate Emerald seeing eye to eye with her on the issue, and as expected, a life lesson-type piece of advice came next. It was not terrible advice or anything, but it was also not being shared with the most responsive subject. Rebecca was finally giving herself the benefit of the doubt as a young, single woman who was within her right to make her own choices, and she was not looking for someone to reopen the second-guessing and self-slut shaming.

It was not the most respectful tone she had ever taken with her teacher. "Maybe that is kind of a wolfie thing. Ah personally dinnae see much wrong wi' a little friendly toss down, bit tae each their own, right?" Okay, also a bit more crass than her normal method of speech, but she was trying to prove a point. Or be stubborn. Or get defensive.

Regardless, she had a reason for it, whatever it was.

So, the student disagreed with the teacher. This was not uncommon in teacher/student relationships, especially in the one that Emerald had with Rebecca. If there was anything Emerald encouraged her student to do was to always fight for her own beliefs. It was something that she herself had done and despite how morally wrong they seemed to be to others she did them anyways because that's how she was.

However, Rebecca's words seemed to be a lot harsher than what Emerald would expect from her normally polite student. Something that automatically put her on the offensive. It was just part of being a wolf, and the wolf woman squared off her shoulders with her tail sticking rigidly out, her lower jaw clenched. Her student was being stubborn, something she didn't exactly help with but for once Emerald knew she was right.

“Look kiddo, you can do whatever you want with your body, that's your deal,” Emerald told her student evenly, keeping her tone as calm as possible. “As long as you start fighting better than how you did today, I don't care what you do. Silly me for thinking of everything in wolf terms. How about this, if you are so okay with this casual sex thing, you fight me right me again and prove to me that you are better off. ”

It was a challenge that Emerald knew that she was ready for and as much as she would love to fight without any rules against her student she figured that would be better for another day. That and a fight against her at full strength would be far too difficult for Rebecca to deal with right now. If she was distracted by something simple as a break up, she would be a sitting duck to any blow that she would throw at her.

To Rebecca's mind, it was hard not to see the response as something typical of Emerald; it all comes down to fighting and being ready to protect the people close to you. It was a fine doctrine and all, but Rebecca highly doubted that her tryst with Gawain was slowing her ability to fight down. Maybe her frustration with the fallout from Agnes, but that was something different from her sex life.

Rebecca had no urge to match herself up against Emerald, especially now that her mood was in such a volatile place. It would prove nothing and she would return to her room nursing a collection of bruises. Defiantly, Rebecca picked up her water bottle and stood in place. "Maybe another time. Prolly need tae shake off some rust after nae having a teacher 'round for a while."

Okay, that was a low blow. It was not Emerald's fault that Rebecca's life was taking such a swift trip down the sink, but it would have been a little easier to have Emerald around for guidance when everything was going wrong. A more logical Rebecca would have apologized, but an angry Rebecca turned and started back toward the Mansion. "Ah'll call you up when Ah'm up for another session." Heaven only knew when that might be.