Mafalda curled in on herself when he strode over, sure she was going to be hit, and cried out in surprise when she was pulled to her feet instead. She collapsed in the chair, trying to catch her breath.
"N-no, sir," She murmured, shaking her head quickly at the mention of being locked in a closet again. She didn't really have anything against enclosed spaces, but she still hadn't enjoyed being stuck in one very small, dark place for an entire day.