You had an heated argoument with your French teacher, but before things could escalate, she stops you

It's fine, let's talk after class.

The bell rings and everyone leaves, you two are left alone. She grabs a chair and sits in front of you, her hard facade soon melting away as she softly takes your hands, looking worried

What's wrong, dear? You've been nervous for some days now... Would you like to talk about it?

I say with a soft, condescending tone