[ There are still plenty of ways it could end in violence, but her desire to punch him through the nearest wall is relatively muted at present.

She tilts her head to one side, perhaps considering whether or not she ought to be grievously insulted by the insinuation that she's too weak to defend herself. She supposes there will be plenty of opportunity to correct that assumption later, once she's found her bearings. ]

I do not bend to your wishes, whatever sentiment I might've recently expressed for your benefit.

[ A pause, and then, more quietly: ]

I would likewise prefer it if you did not get hurt again.