"Come on, Vee. Ain't that a bit of an overreaction?" He was remaining somewhat affable about the situation, if only because he knew it would make her more angry than any other antagonism he could think of. Remy was good about stuff like that. "Besides, it ain't like you don't-hgnh"
The first wave of nausea hit with more force than he'd immediately expected, causing him to grunt as he visibly fought against the effects. He was well acquainted with her abilities, having been 'put in his place' often enough when they'd worked together those years before.
He managed to keep his feet, though using the staff as a balancing point. His other arm had maneuvered into the pocket of his coat, using the sleight of hand he'd learned years ago to remain unseen in doing so. He looked up at her with a scowl. "Now that's just petty."