Well, it's now or never. Quickly, Caulifla flies above the clashing beams as she lends herself to the view of Berserk!Kale. Much like Fairymon, Berserk!Kale is too focused on overpowering her opponent to fully absorb her situation.
"Kale-san! Friendly reminder: I'm not dead...yet." Caulifla replies, stressing Berserk!Kale even more. "Y'ah noticed how this one [Fairymon] over here is protecting that mini-me? Careful, dedicated, rational and managing her power the best she can."
She lowers herself a little closer to Berserk!Kale, coming dangerously close to her end of the beam. "Kale-san, I don't want to ruin you; don't even want you to feel like you gotta compare yourself to others. Look, my point is, y'ah said one of y'ah goals is to protect me, like I've protected you. Another to control yourself, becoming more independent, among other things."
Caulifla smirks as she notices that Berserk!Kale painfully tilts her head to face her: the ridging is starting. "And you're gonna do all of that. I'm right here, ready for your help. You know what to do. Whatever happens, I trust you'll make the right choice."
In that moment, Berserk!Kale's aura creates a shockwave-inducing flare-up, engufing the female Berserker in her own aura as she struggles what to do next before detonation. Caulifla, meanwhile, softens the blow with a block and creating traction with the ground to slide away from the scene.'

How else does a child learn? She has to be taught.