[ Okay, so...Not a good decision on her part. Well, okay. She has a few options. First option: make it a little too interesting for him and pull out the gun that's in her purse. Way too much escalation; not something she's going to do. Second option: run away or apologize. Not discarded quite as quickly, but...discarded. She has her own pride too. Third option: fight clean and see how much damage he's actually willing to do. Not actually all that bad an option, all things considered; it'll give her a measure of him, and Kitty can certainly take punishment: she's had her nose broken once, when she got into a nasty fight on the schoolyard over the patriotism of the Czechs, so this isn't something that'd be that hard to endure.
Fourth option: fight to win as she's best able.
So she straightens, looks at the stand of trees behind him. And she frowns, lowers her fists, and then walks a few steps forwards, her brows furrowed with concern. ]
Hold on, there -
[ And then, if he falls for the third or fourth-oldest trick in the book, and turns to follow her gaze, she'll take her pointy little elbow and drive it hard into his middle. ]
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Fourth option: fight to win as she's best able.
So she straightens, looks at the stand of trees behind him. And she frowns, lowers her fists, and then walks a few steps forwards, her brows furrowed with concern. ]
Hold on, there -
[ And then, if he falls for the third or fourth-oldest trick in the book, and turns to follow her gaze, she'll take her pointy little elbow and drive it hard into his middle. ]