Fair enough!
Mad laughter was ringing in Charon's ears, but he didn't know who was doing it anymore than she did. It may very well have been him. He could feel her nails tearing into his skin and the impact of her knee, and retaliated by grabbing her by the hair and flinging her off of him. His other hand came up to grab at her throat, though to what end, he wasn't sure. (Keep her place? Choke her unconscious? Either sounded good.) He knew that the reasons things had escalated so quickly was because Ate was...well, Ate, but he couldn't find it in himself to care.