"Well, you weren't very nice to me~" he responded smoothly, "So I guess we're even, hmm? You attacked me. Twice. Really," he looked mock-hurt, wiping an imaginary tear from his eye, "I'm hurt, dear. Wounded."
And then she ran. He laughed. Loudly - and not entirely sanely, either. "Leaving so soon~? But you haven't eaten yet.... and neither have I, for that matter."
With that he lunged, grabbing Asuka by the waist and throwing her bodily to the ground. He stood over her, taking her arm in a tight grip. "You're not scared now are you, dear~?"