Diva, pl--AH! [That plea was cut off as he saw the cross go flying. Suddenly moved to action, he practically threw himself on the ground after it, pocketing it as soon as he found it.
Turning, he raised his voice a little. Now he was moving beyond his fear and patience. She was hurting something important to him. This, he would not stand for.]
I am going to ask, again. Please, give it back! [Approaching, knowing she can only dodge so far with that chain on.]