It's gratifying as ever to drive her to physical and temporal violence, even as he's reeling from it, but being between her forms is starting to seem less than ideal. The Time arcing behaviour in particular, that's unsettling and disruptive, and he brings every ounce of willpower into strangling it corrosively. Now would be a great time to circle around her, get out of this nasty transfixing Time current, but she can generate a surprising amount of momentum when infuriated, and it's all he can do to keep his feet and grab for the doorjambs, staggering a little to one side. The prospect of being trapped is legitimately frightening, and not a little thrilling therefore, the moreso for how close he's let her get to managing it. So much the better to make her grit her teeth when he walks free.

"What nonsense. If you have so much capability to spare that you can refuse my help, why are you even still here? I ought to let you capture me, maybe the resulting infection would push you into action." Since she had decided to dredge that up again.