Tony cried out in pain as his wrist snapped. That had hurt. But he refused to break no matter what Katherine did to him. He hit the floor hard and cradled his wrist, glaring at her. Before he could even try to crawl to the gun the vampire had mangled it and destroyed it. When she grabbed him he staggered after her and oomphed as he hit the couch hard. "That wasn't very nice," he growled.
He grinned though, in spite of the pain. He had picked up the vervain where Katherine had flung it when she had dropped him after breaking his wrist. "Me, I like a bad girl. But you?" He forced himself up and glared at her.