"Ungh!" His hands go to grip at the counter as she slams him into it repeatedly, like they're having a bloody bar-room brawl. This hurts, though fortunately he's a bit more fortified than a mortal, he can take a lot more damage. He miracles his glasses away and struggles to get enough leverage to resist her. Finally his wings burst forth, extending and opening to force her back. He turns and braces himself against the counter, dizzy and marginally bloodied, his wings flared out defensively.