Oh look how squirmy she could get. That was a vast improvement over the marble statue. Not as interesting as the whirling dervish of blood and pain she’d been a few minutes ago, but still quite fun. Unfortunately, he needed to tighten his grip to keep her flailing arms in check.
Of course, she still had legs. My, but she could kick.
So when she told him to let go, Dionysus simply said, “Alright.” Then complied in the most expedient way possible. He dropped her.