"It didn't all spiral out of control!" Hermione nearly hisses. "We spiraled out of control! You can't tell me there aren't ways to subdue demons, to trap or bind them until such a time comes that they can be dealt with. If we'd all kept calm, we wouldn't have incensed the demon, and taking care of the situation would have been much easier. Most of us had been there when Anders had needed similar help; forcing a demon out of a child when the possession had only lasted a fraction of the time as Anders' would have been well within the scope of possibility!"

She realizes that it sounds as though she's snapping at Inessa specifically, and she doesn't want to do that. So she closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, murmuring, "I'm sorry. I'd thought I'd already seen enough people die far too soon in my own world; coming here and getting more of the same is something of a sore spot."