She nodded, just turning the dish over in her hands, charging it little by little, trying the wrapping move again, just to see if it could be duplicated, "It happens, I don't think they do it on purpose, I know I didn't, it's sort of a reflexive protecting our own food source thing, I think."
She shrugged, stepping back to fling the gravy boat like some bizarre frisbee, using the base to hold onto, grinning as it impacted with the mannequin's head, knocking it clean off with the explosion, but only suffering minimal damage itself.