[short sword, knife, kitchen utensil; at the end of the day, it was all something that she was not entirely prepared to deal with. where was something breakable she could use as a defensive shield when she needed it? ballsacks.
Witty banter would have its place here, but she a] wasn't that terribly witty and b] wasn't dumb enough to waste her breath and energy on a snappy comeback when she should be moving, so she moved, quick as she could to put a little more distance between them, a little more thinking time.
Crap, this was harder when there weren't conveniently placed tee branches and chairs in the vicinity and she didn't know exactly what she was dealing with.]