Elisabeth's smile dropped and she threw one of her knives to the left of him, missing completely and purposely. Her eyes lowered as she nearly hissed, "I wouldn't bloody hit you, you git! The point it is to avoid them while I aim just a tad too close for comfort. Unlike your constant fear and accusation, I am not here to kill you, Samuel. I have better things to do."
She shadow-ported in front of him, her sarcastic tone asking, "Unless you want me to keep groping you? You asked for another way, I'm trying to compromise." Crossing her arms, she stepped back and waited for an answer.