[He could probably handle her in a crazed moment just fine, but unstated in that was the fact that if she was telling him to run away from her, it meant that she gave just a little fig if he was ok and didn't want him hurt by her.

She looked down at the board and folded her arms, grunting.]

Pretty sure you have me. Not sure if I should give up and go inside like a good girl and try to mingle or stubbornly play this out.