"No!" he growls when she approaches, hand raised again to wield her off, though he doesn't use telekinesis. Not yet. But he's not trusting himself if she would try to touch him right now, or even only crowd him - too much in him is insisting that she is an enemy that must be taken down.

"Stay away." He looks down, breathing hard, his shoulders heaving with the force of heavy gulps. He hadn't been so out of breath during the fight, struggling with himself is an even harder battle, mostly since he has little experience with this fight.

When he looks up, he gives a sharp bark of laughter, though he doesn't sound amused at all. "My temper isn't the best."