[ She pulls a face as she sees him reaching and then quickly smacks his hand away when he actually has the nerve to grab at her. His claws do break the skin, though shallowly, and they drag.
But she doesn't quite try to break his grip on her arm. There is a degree of hesitation, however. She genuinely wants to keep trying to talk to him. ]
Ow! You little creep. Don't do that. But listen. What will it take to get you to see reason?? What can I do to get you to promise not to try to kill me or ruin my house?