As if he was waiting for it, he tipped his head aside and the spoon, dripping spicy coconut thai soup, slipped right past his ear. He closed the distance between them with a grim look on his face, turned smartly with one shoulder and caught the back of her right hand (with which she had thrown the spoon) with his left. Now he was both behind her shoulder and next to her, and with his grip on the outside of her hand, she couldn't turn into him nor escape the other direction, painless though it was. The blue eyes were smooth and as calm as they had been a moment ago. "I think you're done eating. If you attack me again I will put you in the hallway, and then call your cousins, who will come get you and take you away somewhere safe, and never let you leave again. Do I make myself clear?"