[ Okay. Okay— She can deal with this. She's dealt with worse. Probably.


Woah, hold up. Metal arm?

Now she's calming down, she remembers the kind of grip he had. She shifts her knee to pin his wrist in order to free up a hand, which then moves to to the arm. A cyborg of sorts? Only because she can't imagine an android being infected with... whatever this is. Not that it changes anything, but probably good to note that he packs a harder punch. ]

I wish I had a way to sedate you— [ Gaining her breath back, but still tense to keep him down. Probably not the best position to be in for much longer. ] —just enough to slow down whatever is hitting your amygdala, I mean. Assuming that's where your aggression is coming from— [ Because, shit, it could be anything right now.

[ Her free hand now checking any visible skin for bite wounds or rashes. ]