[Shoot. Dang.]

[He recoils for a moment with a vague pained grunt, then comes at her again with a kick much the same way he did seven years ago. If it knocked her out then, it'll probably knock her out again now, right?]

[But before it does, she might read a bit of new emotional feedback from him as he yanks the pen out. A tinge of fear, mixed with a small amount of objective-related pleasure. Weird.]